Debra Sue Brice

“Where We Belong” by Debra Sue Brice

It was already Friday night, but for some reason, I still didn't feel prepared for tomorrow. The house was clean, the meal was prepped, the kids were already at my parent’s house for the weekend, yet I anxiously paced the family room floor in anticipation.  The buzzing from my phone caught me off-guard as I daydreamed about how tomorrow was going to go. I yanked it out of my pocket, not sure who or what I...

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“The Frosting On The Cupcake” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #109

It has been two years already since the grand opening of The Frosting On The Cupcake cupcake shop and I am still pinching myself. Pinching myself because I simply can’t believe I went down this road. The building is everything I dreamed it would be with its pink and white striped wallpaper and well lit dining area. The crystal clear display case shows off our well-stocked cupcake flavors for the day, and the sweet scent of cupcakes fills the air, constantly inviting me everyday with a new adventure.But the adventures are...

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“Allergies” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #92

“Did you tell him?” Marie asked, sitting on my bed as I frantically went through my closet, looking for an appropriate outfit to wear for my first date tonight. “No,” I casually replied, holding up a gorgeous purple blouse with a deep, plunging neckline. “Why the heck did I buy this?” I asked Marie, showing her the shirt.  “You didn’t,” she smirked and winked. “I bought it for you. Figured...

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“The Never Ending Phone Call” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #89

The sound of a chirping cricket coming from Katie’s purse was not a cricket at all. It was the ringtone from Katie’s phone indicating her sister was calling at the most inopportune time, as usual. It was as if her sister Jeni had a sixth sense to know precisely when Katie had her hands full. Literally. Katie loved her sister dearly, but at the moment she was in a bit of a rush. The market was super crowde...

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“Princess Arabell” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #88

The pink glow of the setting sun cast a warm hue over Princess Arabell as she sat anxiously on her lavish bed. She didn’t care if she wrinkled the delicate folds of red taffeta that had been hand sewn just for this occasion. Arabell gripped the layers of her dress and wrung her hands mindlessly as she waited.The coronation taking place just below her bedroom suite was solely in her honor, but Princess Arabell felt nothing for the people or the community in which she was to rule as of midnight tonight. 

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“That Fuzzy Feeling” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #86

“Well,” Briella spat several fine brown hairs out of her mouth as she spoke. “I think it’s official.”“What’s that?” Delaney called from Daisy’s stall. She was trying to maneuver the fluorescent pink halter on her little paint mare who was obviously feeling a bit frisky and obstinate on this brisk March day. The coolness of winter hung heavy in the barn while the sun warmed the outside air.“Spring has sprung,” Briella chuckled, half sarcastically but mostly because she was covered in more hair than her h...

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“Mistake On The Lake” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #85

“That’s the thing about this city. People can’t seem to forget our past, even though what happened here was decades ago. 1969 to be exact. Has everyone forgotten we’ve had three championship teams representing our community?” Julie scowled, taking a considerable bite out of her sandwich. The southwestern spice from her burger burned gently as she washed it down with a Mexican Coke. Julie and fellow coworker, Lucy, sat i...

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“A Class Act ” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #84

Brad sat in the classroom, nervous and distracted by all the masks adorning the faces of children and teachers alike. His gazed bounced from student to student, desperately seeking a focal point, something to calm his anxiety. Finally finding a familiar pair of eyes, Mrs. Lewis caught his attention, waved and stepped closer. “Hi, Brad,” she signed. “Hi, Lewis,” he signed back. “...

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“Bargain Hunter” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #83

It was three am. Another sleepless night in front of the television, the bluelight doing its best to lull me into a trance like state. I knew lying there, vulnerable to the persuasive infomercials was a bad idea, but I was at my wits end. It was as if my body only required 20 minutes of sleep, and my 20 minutes are long over. There was a shelf in my basement dedicated solely to all the As Seen On TV items I had ...

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“That Golden Moment” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #82

"Why is the battery dead already? This is ridiculous. I had it plugged in all night and I'm already down to 65%." The struggle was real for 70 year old Grammy B. Technology and her did not get along very well. Every night she would plug in her phone to charge while she slept, and every day without fail it would come up short. “Um, Mom,” Diedra said patiently, “it would help if you would actually turn your phon...

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