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Submitted to Contest #182
Stephanie pulled her car over to the side of the logging road and parked behind what she believed to be Kevin’s truck. Naturally, she’d espied the vehicle from afar—how could she not? It set her heart aflutter every time she saw it pull up in front of Bud’s Lumber, where she worked. Any time Kevin came into the hardware store to pick up whatever odds and ends for the construction outfit he worked for, Stephanie always tried to play it cool and act natural, but inside she was bursting with infatuation for the man. She hadn’t been able to stop...
Kevin sank weightily into the seat of the wooden chair he'd carried into his living room from the kitchen table. He let out a deep, warm breath from behind his lips as he leaned back in the rickety old chair, turning his head up to face the ceiling with his eyes closed. A funny(?) thought suddenly occurred to him: three additional chairs remain situated around the perimeter of his kitchen table, yet there were no asses around to fill them, aside from the one beneath him now. The chair in which Kevin presently sat was the only o...
English teacher, constant reader, musician, and fiction writer, living in the Pacific Northwest.
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