Damien Pearson

“The Belmont Retreat” by Damien Pearson

“The Belmont, a sprawling man-made retreat situated in glamor hills has finally finished construction!” newsman Steve exclaimed.He continued, “The hotel will start accepting guests on February 17th. Book your stay on Belmont.com now!”Dad turned the TV off, “That’s what I called you guys in here for! The Belmont is finally done.”Mom expressed, “So what? The Belmont is for the wealthy, not for us!”Dad replied, “The Belmont is for us as I have managed to establish a relationship with the architect, Desso Massun.”Everyone gasped.Dad exclaimed, “...

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“Coming For You” by Damien Pearson

Submitted to Contest #74

On Day 1, it was a usual night in the suburbs. Mrs. Lomen's dog barked, and the teenage neighbor was up late playing loud rock music. Through it all, I was surprised that I could hear the sound of a car roll up the street. It parked near my driveway, the engine ceased, and the headlights prompted me to look out the window to see what was going on. The driver was male, and he was trying to retrieve something out of the backseat where four other passengers sat. Unexpectedly, I felt his head shift toward the bedroom window, so I ducked down to ...

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“A Murder and a Revelation” by Damien Pearson

Submitted to Contest #72

As a child, my family was not close-knit. I never knew my dad's side that much because of their criminal involvement. Each time someone from my dad's side did something illegal, it made news headlines, and my family would talk about it around the dinner table. "Did you hear?" someone would say. Someone always responded, "Yep, he's gotten locked up again. The jail is his home." I always took my dinner and made an excuse to go upstairs just to avoid the chatter. At nights, I remember sneaking through the phone call log, dialing countless...

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“A Departure and a Return” by Damien Pearson

Submitted to Contest #69

As a child, my dad, Kane Hot, told me the story of how the family business began. My great-grandfather, Dan Hot, founded the first Steamin Hot restaurant when he first got married to my great grandmother, Ellen. The two served the community hot and fresh meals every day and provided a space for enjoyment through troubling times. After several successful years, they made enough to build a larger restaurant in Oakville, where my dad learned from his father. My dad was seasoned and carried me by his side when I was born. I couldn't help but lea...

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“Pie Shop Murder Scandal” by Damien Pearson

Submitted to Contest #67

It was a dark, frigid, breezy night downtown in Panstake City. I was at Mrs. Goldfeder's pie shop to pick up an order that I placed a couple days before for my son. As customer demands grew, Mrs. Goldfeder became fatigued and asked for some slack while she went to the storeroom. Patiently, I sat next to the doorway when a man dressed in black with a golden watch entered and sat adjacent to a lady. We locked eyes for a brief second, but he immediately withdrew with a scowl. As time passed, Mrs. Goldfeder finally returned with my order when th...

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