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Submitted to Contest #81
Gemma stared up at the crack in the ceiling. If she squinted and tilted her head back into her pillow, she could trace it from the edge of the room above her all the way to the light fixture before the darkness absorbed its tail. Barely visible cracks covered the whole ceiling, but this was the most obvious one at night. It gaped down at her, threatening to bring the whole house crumbling down. Perhaps this is how her mother saw Gemma’s relationship. Or perhaps her whole life. Hamish was lying just out of reach, facing the door. Her pinkie ...
Submitted to Contest #80
INCOMING SOLAR STORMTurn off all your electronics. Do not touch any electrical appliance for the next five days.5 minutes to contact.Every radio and TV in Europe suddenly blares the same message across the world. Three minutes are wasted worldwide as chaos reigns. Politicians are pulled out of bed in East Asia and the Americas. Engineers are called back to work as they leave for home in Russia and India. Afternoon in Europe explodes from lazy Saturday to frantic crowds rushing home before the end.With no time to explain more, media begins to...
Submitted to Contest #78
I first met Mr Sugiyama as he was hosing down his turtles in the driveway. Having come to expect the extraordinary from Japan, it took me a moment to register how odd the sight was. Two turtles flailed their flippers languidly on the hot concrete, each a little larger than my hands cupped together. An older Japanese man in suit trousers, white shirt rolled to his elbows and yellow crocs stood over them. In his hand a long, orange garden hose gushed water over the flapping reptiles. He smiled when he saw me staring, eyes glittering with amuse...
Submitted to Contest #77
“Snow, Jean!”Jean laughed at the excitement in her husband’s voice. He had been saying the same thing all morning. She shook her head fondly - some things never change no matter how old you get. Every January a smattering of snow would fall and Philip would convince her to go for a walk to see the town painted white. And so when he had opened the curtains with the same exclamation she had known they would be going on a walk up the hill first thing after breakfast.She shuffled to the coat rack, pulling on her padded winter coat with effo...
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