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Weekly Contest #99
I realized that it was the summer solstice, and the day did feel longer than usual. The line inched forward. I looked at the scribbled paper in my hand. I still hadn’t decided which word I was going to say. A man ahead of me stepped up to the microphone. The crowd was quiet. He lifted his carbon filter and said, “wife”. There was a murmur in the audience, and he exited the stage. The line moved forward, and as I stepped I could feel the vial in my back pocket. I had lived in New Toronto for 10 years. I came voluntarily which was not how mo...
Gabor had to knock on the Lakatos’s door, because his mother was carrying the cake. There was a noise of shoes from behind the door before Mrs. Lakatos ushered them in from the stairwell with clucks and chatter. She lived in the apartment on the first floor. Gabor and his mother lived on the third. Yesterday when his mother arrived home from work she told Gabor that Mr. Lakatos senior, had finally died. For the past few weeks it was common knowledge in the apartment building that he probably would die soon. He was 98 years old. After his m...
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