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Weekly Contest #356
Stella flips the coin in her left hand. It slots in and out of her fingers, as if being spit from a broken vending machine. As it slices through the salty air, she thumps her fingers against the deep wood of her desk. Stella releases the coin and flies as she reclines into her keg throne like the ruler of a kingdom. Her huge leather boots, golden hearts on each buckle, slouch on the desk. Clink! The coin lands, tickling the surface of the deck's jagged floorboards. It hesitates with a scratchy wobble before deciding to lie flat. Her fingers ...
My father’s shabby fishing boat quivers, causing my legs to shift against the cream leather. He fiddles and prods a few buttons beside the wheel. I could not begin to name what each one is doing - I was never good with all that mechanical stuff, no matter how desperately he tried to teach me. He shouts for my mother, who I know stands outside. I hear her boots click against rock as she hops onto land. The first new face the island has seen in years, no doubt. My father grabs his baseball cap from the identical couch opposite me. He releases ...
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