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Submitted to Contest #118
It began the day Tanuja dove after the dog into Lake Tahoe. Nothing dramatic happened. Tanuja held Yogi’s collar and did a survival backstroke with her other three limbs until the boat doubled back for them. Lucky for her, Dad had made her learn it during their annual summer trips to Tahoe and reminded her every year before she was allowed to cannonball into the water. Also lucky for her, she had her life vest on. The current wasn’t strong that day, but her teeth chattered. Tanuja hummed to herself, both as a comfort and to soothe Yogi, ...
Submitted to Contest #85
Taejin pulled his baseball cap lower on his face. Between that and the face mask he had on, nobody would recognize him. He rubbed his gloved hands together and looked longingly at the Tous Les Jours across the street. The sign and warm light inside the cafe shone brilliantly in the darkness and through the falling snow. But being indoors in a well-lit environment would mean a higher chance of being recognized. He peered down at his little notebook, barely able to see the words now. He turned the page toward the light but still coul...
Submitted to Contest #79
I almost didn’t answer the phone when Eomma called that Friday afternoon at the start of my first three-day weekend in college. Part of it was guilt. I’d told her I would call once I moved into my dorm more than a month ago. (Until then, you used to call like every week or every couple of weeks at least.) Oh yeah, I did, didn’t I? (I remember waiting and waiting for you to call.) Really? I had no idea. Sorry, kid. (Not a kid.) You used to say that back then, too. Meanwhile, I totally felt like a kid--a scared kid. Did I ever tell...
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