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Submitted to Contest #65
“Deadlines. This is Marie. How may I help you?” Marie’s velvety voice floated efficiently across the cluttered desk towards her speakerphone. “Do you pick up and deliver?” A nondistinct male baritone with an unknown caller ID tag. “Yes, sir. Are you in the Cincinnati area?” “Need pickup in Indian Hill and delivery to Morrow.” Marie looked quickly at Bob’s schedule and location before responding. “Sir, you need pickup in Indian Hill and where is the package being delivered to?” “Morrow, Ohio.” The call...
Submitted to Contest #64
Mother Nature sent her applause in the form of raindrops as leaves floated to earth on a quiet October morning. Olivia, a former athlete/engineer turned sprawling bookish housewife, and Fergus, a large-nostriled ginger hound, watched attentively from the back porch as The Dean of Deciduosity blessed the brightly colored graduates. “Farewell, Class of 2020. Oscar will make mulch out of you and then you can become flowers, or tomatoes, or …weeds.” Olivia sighed. Mornings filled with hope and possibilities! F...
Submitted to Contest #63
Venus perched in the morning sun and admired her reflection. Since this year’s molt, she was brighter and gleaming with sharp contrasting colors. Crisp cyan, black, ivory…Oh Mammacita! Tres belle! What a fabulously fluffy bird! Magnifique! That’s right, pretty passerine… “You sweeeetie sweet sweet.” A whisper song rose softly to her own shining corvid face. Venus enjoyed her own company and was not often publicly vain but there was nothing wrong with being a big beautiful Blue Jay, wa...
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