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Submitted to Contest #49
It’s going to be a long wait, thought the receptionist, looking at the waiting room full of people. Only Doctor Ahmet was in this morning, and after the first patient who’d just gone into the consultation room, it was difficult to say how long he would be. The doctor was already running late, so these poor people were in for a heck of a wait. They were hardly poor, really. More money than sense. That’s what Isabelle said whenever people asked her about the patients at the clinic. Well, they weren’t exactly patients. It wasn’t a typical ...
Submitted to Contest #48
Amy came home from work after a really bad day. All she wanted to do was to get into the warm, change into her cosy hoodie and veg out on the sofa in front of the TV. That wasn’t going to happen. Harry, her housemate, was home and had already claimed the living room as his territory. His collection of superhero magazines had taken over the room – the sofa, the dining table and the coffee table. Even the floor was not left untouched by the images of some fantastical superhero. “Hey Amy, guess what?” Harry looked really ...
Submitted to Contest #47
You look at your watch. Perfect. You’ve timed it just right. Fashionably late. The last of the guests have just gone in. You take one final look in the mirror to check your hair and makeup. You get out of the car and iron out any creases in your dress with your hands. This is it. Someone holds the door open for you and you step inside the church. Your high heels, and your nerves, make you unsteady. The organists are playing away, setting the mood. Most of the guests...
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