Alisa Burdick

“#15” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #65

"Oh my God, Mom! There's an actual moving truck in 15's driveway!""Rosemary! What have I told you about spying?""Mom! You should see these guys! They're gorgeous!"Elizabeth strolled to the bay window, mouth agog."They are very well built, like granite statues." Elizabeth said.The two women kept chatting, watching the men unload boxes and furniture. The younger daughter, Daisy, sat writing at the table, listening."No one's lived in 15 since Brandon killed Juliet. I bet there's still blood all over the walls and in the carpet." Rosemary said."...

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“Love Jitters” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #63

"Chey, I need you at the front counter." Carol Jean, owner of C.J.'s Roasters called me to my area in record time. We were the newest establishment in Springs Creek. We took a place next to where a baby was found two winters ago. I never believed in magic until I moved here. Carol took me under her wing when her best friend; my mom, Patty, left. I admit I was 20 but it was always my mom and I. I stood anxiously awaiting this god on Earth to enter. He was always my first customer. I knew his order like the back of my hand. "Hey, how's my fav...

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“The Child Bearer” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #60

The year was 2101. The earth survived much in the way of disasters. Fires spread over the west coast and scientists finally innoculated not just the Coronavirus but another virus of similar behavior.On top of disease, riots based on every social distortion came to pass. A caste system The Ruler enacted recruited poor young women like me to be gestational carriers for the rich. We were expendable. I remember my capture well. Kira, my best friend, and I sat in a coffee shop drinking Americanos. Two soldiers entered. One made eye contact with m...

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“To My Loving Family...” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #57

Kayla Jackson was the youngest of nine grandchildren anong four siblings gathered in the office of Samuel Baylor, the attorney appointed over her estate."Hello, I'm Samuel Baylor. I was in charge of Ms. Adele's estate for the past seven years..."Kayla shifted in her seat. The times she'd driven her grandmother to various appointments. Between the double D's of Diabetes and Dementia, Adele Jackson had her share of problems. Kayla knew firsthand. She took her grandmother everywhere. That included the few times they visited Sam. Everytime they'...

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“The Secrets She Keeps” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #55

"Can you keep a secret?"This question gets me ALL the time. If I had a dollar for every time someone said this to me, I could retire from my bartending job and live on an uncharted island in the Pacific.It wasn't enough that "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" but the pressure of being a bartender here too?It's not for the faint of heart. Add to this, I'm not your average woman either; makes life difficult.Most of the women I work with are actually gorgeous. Me? I'm what you call "average". I'm five feet five, brownish hair, curvy and ha...

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“As You Wish” by Alisa Burdick

"Come on, Sam! Seriously? Greg died a year ago. You've been moping around here like life stopped and we all have to cater to the grieving widow. This is bullshit."My brother, Brian, was never one to mince words. I expected someone to say something to him. My mother stood there, dumbstruck."Mom, do you want to say something or should I just pack and leave now?""Mom knows that I'm right, Sam. Dad's gonna tell you the exact same thing. Greg died. Get over it."I held back every iota of anger I had in me. Instead of continuing the fight, I turned...

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“Only God Knows” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #52

In the small town of Springs Creek, Minnesota, a general store called Howard's lay nestled in the center of town."Hey Lizzie, do you mind locking up? Your mom's worried about the storm coming.""No problem, Pop. I got it. Stay safe. Let me know when you get home, okay?""I will. Weather says eighteen inches in 36 hours. Make sure if you need anything, take it, okay?"" I will, Pop. ""We'll let you know about Christmas, okay?""Alright. ""Oh, Lizzie, God has a way of making everything okay in the end, alright? Have faith.""I'll try, Pop.""Mark wi...

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“Homeless Not Heartless” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #45

Normally, I write fictional stories. Tonight, I'm not going to do that. I'm going, instead, to tell you my story.I lived in an apartment with a couple and the woman 's son in 2010. This after living with various family members. My family, pretty much, have up on me. So, with the help of my best friend, I moved. Things were okay, as long as I did what my roommates wanted or asked of me. I paid my portion of the rent and my bills, they didn't. I lost my job in 2011, collecting unemployment and still making my ends meet. In 2012, I not only los...

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“Big Mouth” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #41

When I was ten, my mom went outside one rainy morning to start my father's car. My father was, among other things, a chauvinist. He believed women were subservient, men ruled the roost, et cetera. She'd heard a loud mewing coming from under my father's car. After investigating, she'd found three kittens abandoned in my father's undercarriage. Wondering just how they got there, my mom wrapped them in a blue blanket. She came inside with said blanket awkwardly in her arms. My brain, being who I am, looked at the blanket."What's in there?" I as...

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“I Heard It Through Facebook...” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #37

I scroll through Social Media every day. I'm an up and coming local influencer. It's kinda what I do. I look through Facebook, TikTok, Snapchat, Instagram and sometimes even Amazon looking for the next big star of whatever's the thing. Personally, I prefer fashion or music. I'm the classy looking brunette beauty sipping on a single malt bourbon neat. I'm not for the faint of heart nor am I the type of woman men approach unless their friends dared them. Generally, I have a phone on me and I'm surveying my scene in something black and simply e...

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“Last Christmas” by Alisa Burdick

Submitted to Contest #21

"Hello! Welcome to the Sutter Home Bed and Breakfast."That's my mom for you. Mary Sutter kept a small four room bed and breakfast open in our town for nearly forty years. Pictures of couples on a honeymoon, starving artists who just broke into their authorial fame and others covered cork boards in frames on the wall. This summer, I received a notice from the city of Milwaukee. "Miss Sutter, the property which is Sutter Family Bed and Breakfast is hereby declared Eminent Domain. It will be seized as of 12/31/19...My heart sank. My family's li...

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