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Submitted to Contest #255
On the plane down to South Carolina to see her brother, a month after her father’s death which had happened eight weeks after her mother’s death, Susan, for the first time in her life, had no fear of flying. No fear, really, of anything. Anger? Yes, in abundance. But fear? The two worst things that she’d always imagined happening had just happened. The idea of a plane crash was strangely comforting. If it turned out that there was an afterlife, she’d see her parents again. If not, she’d be very dead and, one would imagine, completely unaware...
Submitted to Contest #97
WINDOWS AND WARDS I could see Justin through the window of my ICU room, coming on duty with the rest of the nurses on the 11 PM shift. Alone and isolated in my glassed-in Covid pod, I felt like a guppy in an aquarium-and an especially ugly and grungy guppy, since I had staggered into Emergency three nights before with my oxygen at 82, wearing a pair of jeans, a hastily donned sweater in a clashing shade of blue, and no makeup. I once read that mother guppies sometimes eat their young, but no self-respecting guppy matriarch would have seen ...
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