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Submitted to Contest #278
Irving Shaw pulled into the driveway of his parents’ beige two-story home. As he exited the vehicle, he noticed an elderly woman with a cane struggling to pick up after her gray and tan Yorkie. He jogged over to her.“Excuse me, ma’am. Allow me.” He took the small plastic bag from her hand and picked up the excrement. The old woman squinted at him. Her left eye was cloudy, but it scanned his face. Her eyebrows raised.“Is that Irving Shaw? My God! Look at you. A fine gentleman come to save these old bones. Praise the Lord.”He recognized the vo...
Submitted to Contest #205
“I don’t know ‘bout this, Junie. Let’s just go home.” Danny Mattheson sits across a table from a woman with an outstretched hand. Moments earlier, she had prompted him to hand over the item he now clutches in his right hand, a heavily-wrinkled, cream-colored dress that had yellowed in a few spots. The fingers of his left hand tightly interlace with those of a young woman beside him. “Maybe we should try this another time, Natalie.” The woman across the table retracts her hand. She maintains eye contact with Danny. “He just needs a minu...
Submitted to Contest #204
Nimble fingers race to finish braiding the last tufts of Tierra’s hair while she diligently applies kohl to the waterline of her eyes. A young girl kneels before her, securing strings of delicate shells to her right ankle.The curtains at the entrance of the room part forcefully. An old woman with a limp and cane hobbles in, waving her free arm.“They’re here. They’re here,” she whispers to the room of women. The pace of the braiding quickens.“She’s almost ready, Mama Althea,” one of the braiders responds. Her fingers twist and turn with fervo...
Submitted to Contest #157
(Sensitive Content Warning: Neglect, Emotional Abuse) “I’ll see you later, babe.” John leaned down and kissed Mimi on the forehead, but she didn’t move. He waited, watching her expectantly, but she continued to ignore him. “Aw, come on. Don’t be mad at me, girl. I’ll be back before you know it.” Mimi looked forward defiantly. She wanted him to know how upset she was. It was a gorgeous day outside. The sun shone brightly, and a crisp spring breeze balanced out the heat. It was the kind of day where you could sit in a field and r...
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