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Submitted to Contest #90
London, 1885The overnight train to Glasgow was packed with vacationers, mail workers, and traveling salesmen alike. Families, with their children and their encumbering luggage, had the left half of the carriage. Despite not being part of a family, I landed in their midst—the last seat available. Excited young voices peppered the air with shouts and too many questions to count. By the time of our departure, my preternatural ears begged for a reprieve from the incessant buzz of activity. To my relief, most quieted down after the initial excite...
Submitted to Contest #82
It was the one item busy households with money to spend couldn’t do without during that Spring of 2071. The Enhanced Domestic Robot Assistant, commonly called EDRA or Caretaker, became the rage. So much so, the company had to double its production team to fulfill orders.The multi-function intelligent robot used analytic capabilities to detect what chores needed to be performed around the house, then it went about doing them in the most efficient and time-saving way possible.James Hawkins gave his assistant a name and treated her as he did hi...
Submitted to Contest #81
I had a love-hate relationship with school reunions. On the one hand, they allowed me to catch up with my best friend Amanda since we lived across the world from each other. On the other hand, middle school sucked, and I was in no hurry to meet the idiots who made it so. Yet here I was, fifteen years later, stuck between Hotshot Andrew and Lofty Alice. They hadn’t changed a bit.“So, tell me, Zoe…”The way Alice said my name, making it sound like ‘zoo’, raised my hackles, but I returned her sly stare with a crooked smile. I’d be damned if I le...
Submitted to Contest #80
Tevi glanced at the speech he had prepared in the morning. The way his hands shook, he couldn’t follow the words on the lines anymore. He'd always known this day would come. It wasn’t the idea of making a speech in front of the nation that gave him the jitters. His station was always going to require it of him at some point, but he never imagined having to pair it with this sort of historical change—the sort that might spell his doom before night’s end. A growl of frustration rumbled from his chest as he jumped to his feet and tossed the pap...
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