George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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“Gift for Grandma Tham” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #173

Lihn and I could not wait for the big day as we both thought about what Grandma Tham would put under the tree for us on Christmas. “Dai, what do you think she will bring?” My younger sister Lihn asked. She was into dolls and stuff like that, but I wanted a Schwinn ten speed bicycle. This summer, I was going to join the baseball team and I needed a bicycle to get me to and from practice. I shrugged my shoulders as I was watching SpongeBob and could not be bothered. Our mother, Xuan, had come from Vietnam when G...

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“The Potato Eaters” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #172

The one word I'd use to describe him was gentle and quiet, so when he arrived late for his evening meal, his shirt soaked with his own blood, he told me he had shot himself. His brother Theo was notified and he spent the last few hours with Vincent until the early evening July 28. When he was discharged from Saint-Remy in May, the psychiatric staff decided that living on his own in a peaceful, rustic setting would be best for him. So they chose my inn, The Auberge Ravoux at Auvers-sur-Oise, 27.7 kilometers from the center ...

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“Terminal Living: A War Story” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #171

Like an Orwellian novel, I had been sent to Korea in 1984 to help defend democracy, crossing the International Date Line on Valentine’s Day where the clocks were all striking thirteen o’clock. After six months in Korea, I had decided to catch a flight home to get married in Marquette, Michigan. One of the perks about being in the service is that you can fly free, but as you may have guessed there is a catch. And the catch is what this near nonfiction tale is about. Catching a free flight from Osan Air Base t...

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“I have a Plan” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #170

"I have a plan." Major Rusty Zellis told his squadron after one of his pilots was shot down with a surface to air missile over Russian restricted airspace. Captain Tommy Hammer Haller was snapping photographic images over a top secret location Vladivostok of their new nuclear submarine. The Russians sent images of the captain looking a little worse for the wear to the Pentagon. They also sent a video of Haller asking for clemency in exchange for some information on the computers at the capitol. "I hope so or Ca...

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“Shadows Never Lie ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #169

Roger Hornsby attempted to murder his overbearing mother with a healthy helping of strychnine in her evening tea as she watched Wheel of Fortune. It was a simple plan, but just like most simple plans, complications quickly made it much more challenging. In the end he made good on her murder, but not at all as he had planned it. Short of resources and opportunities, Roger was forced to share residence with Dolores, his mother. It was a spacious house his late father, Lloyd, bought for his family after he r...

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“Affairs in Order” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #168

Colin Tolbert was a man who kept his affairs in order. It was a lesson his father taught him as a boy. Constantly reminded of his father’s golden rule when he shadowed his father in the fields, the apple orchard and the barn. Amos, his father, told him to keep his affairs in order, because you never know when the good Lord will knock on your door. Be ready for that hour, because you never know when He will come for you. His father’s hour came after a long illness. In his final chapter, there were loose ends tha...

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“When the Hollow Man Visits” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #167

I get kind of shaky when the hollow man visits. Mama told me he is one of those ghostly beings that haunts the Appalachians around where we live. When you live in these parts, you hear stories about entities that can test your timbre and make you quake in your boots, if you choose to wear such things. When I was just ten years old, my mama took me to Charlotte to have Dr. Weston checked me over since she claimed I wasn’t quite right in the head. As it turned out, he concluded that I, Marlin Pakachance, was living ins...

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“Manga Bellator's Farewell” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #166

His opponent, half his age, in an upward thrust, put his blade into Magna's throat. The maximum crowd went silent as the mighty warrior fell to his knees as his life's blood gushed from the mortal wound soaking the sand before him. Unable to draw his next breath, Magna's last gasping sound was his effort to bid farewell to those attending the gladiator event in this magnificent Colosseum. He would enter Elysian Fields to take his place among the fallen. Even his opponent was struck dumb seeing Magna lay at his feet. The crowd be...

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“Monster” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #165

When we found the body of Gloria Stoltz that made three victims for the week. Normally we have about one homicide a year here in Red Bluff, California and most of the time it is due to a heated domestic dispute, but the three victims had been strangled and brutalized before they died. Then the killer buried the remains in a secluded area which is one thing we got plenty of in Red bluff. Seclusion keeps the tourists rolling in during the summer, but it can also provide a hideout for the monster that has found a nest here in our neck of ...

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“Welcome Home, Rory Bender” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #164

With the sold out crowd screaming for an encore, Rory Bender unplugged his virgin white Stratocaster guitar and walked off stage staring at the path ahead. Climbing in the backseat of the limo waiting for him, he handed the driver a couple of Ben Franklin's and croaked, "Drive me to Seneca Falls." "That's A three hour round trip." The driver stared at the money Rory Bender had given him. "Got a problem with that?" Rory asked, glaring at the driver over his sunglasses. "There is more of that where that came from, pal." "It ain'...

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“Who is at the Door, Mitchell? ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #163

Mitchell O’Malley was reading one of his school books when a dark man came knocking at our front door. “Who is at the door, Mitchell?” His mother, Patsy, called to him from the back room where she was sitting at her table darning torn clothing. She always said Mitchell was pretty rough on his school clothing, but Mitchell would say, “When you are as rambunctious as I am, you tend to wear them out from the inside. That’s what my daddy always said, but my daddy is gone, you know. He told me what rambunctious is and believe me, tha...

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“If It's Not on the Menu...” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #162

Most places you learn if it’s not on the menu, then it’s probably not available. It makes sense, because if it was available then it would be on the menu, right? Even when I was just a kid, I learned that if it wasn’t there then I wasn’t going to order it. If you go to a fish place, you are not going to order a pizza, right? Sure, sure, common sense one would think. But that was before Togals opened its doors a few months ago. And all the rules changed after that to the point, I’m not sure about anything anymore. My ...

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“Return Tour” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #161

It took him over thirty years, but on his return tour he would not be carrying thirty pounds of U.S. Army gear, an M-16 and twenty plus pound lead flak vest. He was just twenty year old when he came on his first tour. He was over fifty years old as he flew into Ho Chi Minh City. It was Saigon the first time he came, but there had been a lot of changes since that time. He had also been through three painful divorces since he returned home as it seemed the dragon of his past was always raising its ugly head. Afte...

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“Elijah the Water Diviner” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #160

A man walked out of the Dead Mountain Wilderness area wearing the traditional robes of a shaman. His name was Elijah Foster and he had been reported missing over fifty years ago. His sudden appearance sent shock waves through the remote communities of the Mojave Desert in California. According to first hand accounts, Elijah appeared not to have aged a bit since his disappearance and he was confused and disoriented after his Rip van Winkle disappearance a half century before. His father was a Paiute shaman, a follower of Wovoka w...

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“Driving a Truck Full of Money ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #159

See I wasn't straight when I wrote that I was carving a name And I was praying that no one was ever gonna love me again And I was late for somethin' Every hour of every day And completely lonesome out on the prairie With a truck full of money (Truck Full of Money by Donovan Woods) I have discovered that life is a whole lot better when you are driving a truck full of money. How that came about is still beyond me, because, you see, I am not known as the lucky kind. But just this once, God shined His light on me and here I ...

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Author bio

Currently residing in Eugene, OR. I have retired from 16 years of teaching. I have been married for 30 years and have two adult daughters, I am also a musician and an unabashed animal lover. I am a veteran of the United States Air Force. I am currently working on three novels, two historical fiction books and my memoir I do have a blog www.cryoverspiltink.com Please come visit.

Shortlisted 2 stories ⭐️

Contest #232

Souls in the Sky – read story

Contest #220

Take Me Out to the Ballgame – read story