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Submitted to Contest #195
Shane kicked at the front tire of the wheelbarrow. Hard enough that it fell right over, sending up a tiny cloud of dust. “Dang, Shane, coulda seen that one coming,” he said out loud to no one. He stood in his scrubby piece-of-shit backyard, where his parents and most of all his sister Lois never came. It was ages since the wheelbarrow had been used. No flowers, no lawn, just a patch of land you’d find literally anywhere in the world, Shane imagined. It was where he paced.It was the most peaceful place for miles. But today there was no p...
Submitted to Contest #194
Dahlia looked and acted older than 17. Serious, not easily rattled. Which is why when her father Arnold died, to the day exactly ten years after her mother Margo, no one was all that worried how she’d fend. Not that there were that many people to fit that particular bill anyhow. Aunt Monica was Arnold’s sister and she was daffy as they come, not to mention plenty old, and although she pottered her way to the funeral, she didn’t stick around long. A few neighbors paying their respects, creepy Mr. Thornton pressing at Dahlia’s palm with a hand...
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