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Dotty Davis

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Dotty Davis

I threw my little SUV in park and stepped out to find a small, two-story apartment building that looked like it had survived more storms than the captain of a rusted fishing boat—the kind of guy who drank saltwater for breakfast and bad decisions for dinner.I had just driven for a week to the east coast, cramming everything and anything that would fit into my vehicle. Months of planning had led me here—this place. My escape from my ex-fiancé. We sold the house. I took my cut, changed my number, and now, for the first time in a long time, I w...

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Fifty Ways To Leave Your Employer

Dotty Davis

Submitted to Contest #299

Okay, fellow entities, here we go.I'm sitting at my kitchen table, hungover — because I was getting my whiskey on with my bestie — trying to write something with the noble goal of making you laugh.Well — sorry if this sounds a little vain — but honestly?Nothing’s funnier than a person’s real life.Especially when that person is me.Let’s see:I'm 35 years old and I've had about 33 different jobs.(Starting at 16. Don’t worry, I didn’t peak early. I just peaked often.)Would you believe that at one point I was a camp counselor... and later, a nann...

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What Remains

Dotty Davis

Submitted to Contest #298

The estate was silent, save for the ticking of a grandfather clock in the main entry. Outside, not even a breeze stirred the trees. It was as if the entire property held its breath.But, if one followed the velvet-curtained halls and the faint scent of oil and dust, they’d find an old wooden door. Behind it—stone steps, curving into shadow. It was dark, but just around the bend, a faint light flickered.There, the sound changed. The soft hiss of steam. The rhythmic knock of pipes. The clink of glass bottles.At the center stood Dr. Ivar Wexley,...

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The Mother Load

Dotty Davis

Submitted to Contest #139

Sophie stared at the photo she posted to Instagram. She kept reading the comments over and over and over. Her friends and family loved the photo, but, somehow it made Sophie completely regret ever posting it. Some comments were nice like… “That looks good on you” “Cool vintage dress!” However, it was her sister Mia’s comment that really struck her. “Wow, you look exactly like mom.” Sophie heard this her entire life. As a child she felt complimented; as a teenager she felt annoyed; as an adult it was just so repetitive she usually just sarcas...

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