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Submitted to Contest #299
‘Hello, Chester Hotel, this is Sue, how can I help you’ Sue spoke using her best posh telephone voice.‘No, I’m sorry, no teeth have been handed in this morning, maybe call back a little later and check’She turned to her coworker Cam, who was staring in disbelief.With her hand over the phone, she mouthed the words teeth and they both burst into fits of laughter. Sue nearly dropping the phone as she struggled to hold her composure.As she hung up the phone she wondered how exactly someone could lose their teeth.‘Hey Sue, you wanna go check some...
Submitted to Contest #297
‘What time is it?’ She asked, no one in particular, just looking down at her watch, shaking her head in disbelief, and glancing up at the clock on the wall to confirm.‘Are you kidding me, why is an hour working here taking three hours’ throwing her head down on the bar beside the register, she gave a moan.These over-night shifts at the bar and gaming room were an absolute killer. If only she had napped earlier today like she normally did before one of these over-night shifts, but no she had chosen to go shopping, have her nails done, have lu...
Submitted to Contest #296
To the Grave‘It won’t be long now’ the nurse said, straightening the crisp white sheet.Poor Gran, she had been sick for as long as I could remember. I loved Gran, she could be a bit cranky and a bit tyrannical, but there was a loving, caring side to her which she reserved entirely for her grandkids.Grandad hovered by her bedside, pacing back and forth. On the few occasions he had attempted to try and hold Gran’s hand she had flinched it away.The family joke had always been that Gran acted like she hated Grandad but deep down she really loved...
Submitted to Contest #295
‘Look out!’ I screamed running and then dramatically tackling the unsuspecting woman to the ground, the falling window from the 5th floor, narrowly missing both of us. For a few harrowing minutes we lay there on the concrete path shaking and shocked before attempting to help each other up. ‘What the hell was that!’ the other woman spoke looking around scared and confused.‘I’m so sorry, I heard a wizzing and cracking and looked up and seen the window coming for you from the skyscraper, I didn’t know what else to do, I knew I couldn’t ge...
Submitted to Contest #294
The first letter arrived on a rainy morning; it was a Thursday in May. I remember because when I had taken the letter from the box it was dripping wet, I had placed it on the windowsill to dry and not remembered it until a few days later. It had caught my eye as I was making my afternoon coffee. Taking the letter and my coffee out on to the balcony in the afternoon sunshine, I sat and slowly and carefully tore the letter open. It was handwritten, in very neat, an older style but easy to read handwriting. It began. Dear Beverly,I ho...
Submitted to Contest #293
Clack, clack, clack’ The noise from my favourite pink rollie suitcase echoed as I hurried through the Sydney tunnels heading towards the Country Link terminal.If only I bought a new suitcase after the last disastrous holiday. Now the wheel was clacking and the risk of it falling off was becoming a real possibility.I had some time before I needed to board the Indian Pacific and begin my journey to Perth.Getting rid of the noisy bag was my first step. My suitcase limped into the checkin department, finally loosing the battle and its wheel...
Submitted to Contest #292
Black OddsThe blinding glare from the early morning sun made his already sleep deprived eyes burn, as he staggered from the all-night gambling tavern.His head was swimming from the many tequilas he had been pouring down his throat for more than twenty-four hours.His eyes were already trying to restore themselves from the many hours of flashing colours from the gaming machines. His ears were ringing from the ding, ding of free spins and features. He was drained emotionally from the continuous highs and lows ...
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