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Submitted to Contest #216
Warning: This story contains mentions of cancer (specifically melanoma)Cath bit down on her nail, her heart jumping each time her dad's foot slipped down the stairs. She'd insisted for months that he and mum move house; these narrow stairs were a danger to them both in their old age, now that they couldn't keep their balance as well as they once could. The stubborn old man might be willing to sell now that Mum was gone.'Don’t bite on your nails Catherin.’ He said, reaching the bottom and picking up a walking stick from the bottom of the stai...
Submitted to Contest #199
It was a beautiful May afternoon. The sun shone and birds sang from the trees as I returned home from work one Friday evening. As I was about to turn off Wardlow Road onto my street, I noticed a battered old book on the corner. It was brown, cracked, not too thick, with a leather binding. I thought it must be important to someone, so I picked it up and went through the garden gate leading up to my house. My wife, Elly, was already home from her job and was making a start on tonight’s dinner. ‘Hello sweety.’ She kissed me on the cheek, barel...
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