Glenna Agnew

“THE GREAT UNKNOWN” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #247

March 17, 2056 We made it to the dwarf planet 136199 Eris this morning.  I can hardly believe we made it this far. This is the longest mission I have ever been on and I miss Chrystal and Jack so much. Jack would love to see this, ever since I have been assigned to this mission he has been researching the planet and finding as much data as he can about the planet.  He says he wants to be an astronaut and a scientist just like me when he grows up. He wants to explore the farthest reaches of the galaxy.  We sent out dozens of pro...

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“THE SURVIVOR” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #246

THE SURVIVOR He was tall, dark, and handsome with a cute schoolboy smile and Stacie felt her heart leap in her chest like some schoolgirl with her first crush. They had met on one of those dating sites and had their first meeting at a coffee shop several days before. It had gone well, very well and Stacie had carried her cell phone around in her pocket for the next twenty-five and a half hours anxiously waiting for his call. The call finally came and Stacie did her happy dance before picking up her cell and greeting him with a casualness th...

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“THE SECOND COMING” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #245

THE SECOND COMING The morning was crisp and cool but the sun was shining brightly as Celeste walked down the hill to the creek below. In her hand, she carried a small wooden bucket lined with pitch to make it waterproof. She clambered onto the flat rocks of the riverbed until she finally reached the spot that she was looking for. The rock was flat from countless years of water rushing over it. It jutted out further into the creek than the surrounding rocks which made it the perfect place to fill her bucket. She held the bucket tightly in on...

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“SHUTERBUG” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #244

SHUTTERBUGKelly pulled into the parking lot, then checked the rearview mirror of her car, followed by the side mirrors, and then she did an over-the-shoulder scan of the area. It didn't look like anyone had followed her this far. She pulled her baseball cap low over her forehead and grabbed a pair of sunglasses that were lying on the console and jammed them on. She quickly walked across the parking lot, up the stairs, and into 52 Division of Toronto Police Services. She moved not so fast as to draw attention to herself but not so slow as to ...

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“A PIECE OF CAKE” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #242

 A PIECE OF CAKE  I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall of the museum, discreetly scanning the location of the security cameras in the main lobby. The museum tour guide was starting her spiel to those gathered for her tour of the museum.“Welcome to The Royal Ontario Museum, or ROM as it is known to the locals, this is the largest metropolitan museum in the heart of Toronto. As a matter of fact,  the ROM  is the largest museum in all of Canada. It is the home of thousands, no, actually, millions of artifacts, care...

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“THE BETRAYAL” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #241

     Jenna paced back and forth across the small room.  She glanced at the clock for maybe the hundredth time in the last forty-seven and a half minutes. He was late. Very late. She moved over to the window and looked up and down the street. Nothing moved. Not a car was in sight, not a person, not a cat or a dog, not even a bird flew by the window, not even a leaf fluttered in the breeze. Nothing, Nada. Zilch. Zip.   “He’s not coming. I knew he’d bail on me. I just knew it.” Tears trickled slowly down ...

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“THE ARTIST'S GIFT” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #239

THE ARTISTS GIFT Claire stepped through the door of her studio, closed the door, and leaned against it for a moment.  She gave a heavy sigh and carefully placed her snow shovel against the wall resting it on the boot tray underneath. Leaning against the door again she balanced on one leg and undid the laces of her snow-clad boots. She unzipped her warm parka and divested it on the hook, followed by her hat, scarf, and mitts. She blew on her hands and rubbed them together briskly to warm them, feeling the blood start to circulate agai...

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“DOWN MEMORY LANE” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #236

 THE PAST IS THE PAST ( a.k.a.) DOWN MEMORY LANE We sat around the fireplace, our marshmallows dangling precariously over the flames, suspended on small crooked branches gleaned from the nearby woods. What had started as an epic marshmallow roast over a huge bonfire had ended abruptly when the heavens opened up and a torrential rainfall wiped the fire out in mere minutes. Gail had grabbed the marshmallows, Melody the wine and I grabbed the tray with the rest of the fixings for the s’mores. We had already eaten the more than slightly ...

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“THE AIRPORT” by Glenna Agnew

 THE AIRPORT Shayna Carlton slumped down in the chair in the airport lounge, partially obscured by a large dieffenbachia plant that was placed to decorate the industrial area; to give it a more homey atmosphere for travelers who may be far from home. Her dark glasses hid her eyes and her floppy hat hid her hair and part of her face.  She frequently glanced at her watch, checking the time till they started the boarding process. The minutes went by slowly and she tapped her fingers impatiently on her knee. She kept one hand on her b...

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“THE LIST” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #230

THE LIST Pick up Instant coffee, bologne, bread Go to Temp Office Pay Cell Phone Bill Drug Store Kill Kenny I checked my list for the umpteenth time this morning. I probably memorized it by about the fifth time I read it, but yet I found myself rechecking it. It hadn’t changed, the same six items still were on the list that I had written down as I finished off my morning coffee, sitting in my dilapidated old van. I had hesitated over # 6. Not hesitation about completing the task, but I hesitated about actually writing it down...

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“FIRST SNOW” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #227

FIRST SNOW Luke stumbled out of his bedroom and shuffled down the hall to the kitchen wiping the sleep out of his eyes and yawning loudly. Last night had been a late night, a very late night; the party had continued on into the wee hours of the morning. His head felt like it was two sizes too big for his neck and shoulders and his tongue felt like it was wearing a little fur coat. He padded softly over to the window and slowly pulled back the curtains, letting his eyes adjust little by little to the light that started to filter in through...

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“THE ANTIQUE MIRROR” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #225

THE ANTIQUE MIRROR The elaborate sign read ‘Victorian Vintage Village.’ It was an old Victorian house on the main drag not far from the quaint country village of Victoria. There was a wide wrap-around porch and the house was flourishing in architectural design from the Victorian Architectural Revival Period that swept through the nation years ago.  The roof was steeply pitched, boasted several gables, and was crowned by a small widow's walk at the very top. The widow's walk was ornately decorated with a wrought iron railing.  White...

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“ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #224

 ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD  I opened my eyes, it was still dark. I checked my watch. I lay in bed for a few minutes more. Not because I was reluctant to get up before the birds had even begun their morning songs, but because I wanted to plan my route one more time. To see the route in my head, to plan my timing, my pacing. To get my strategies fixed solidly in my head. To calculate the risks, the dangers, the obstacles;  to map out Plan A and Plan B and just because that was the kind of person I was, Plan C as well. I was a...

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“THE ROOM” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #223

 THE ROOM Ky walked into the University Library, past the main desk, and took a seat where he could have a good view of all the people entering the library. He picked up a magazine off the low table in front of the chair and flipped it open. Every now and then he flipped a page.  But his main focus remained on the glass doors. He had been waiting for a good thirty minutes and had varied his glance between the big round clock behind the front desk, the magazine, and the front door. Finally, his diligence paid off. She walked int...

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“The Hero's Journey” by Glenna Agnew

Submitted to Contest #222

The Hero’s Journey Daniel ran down the steep edge of the cement aqueduct to the bottom where it was flat. A small amount of water was starting to pool in the drainage crease at the bottom and he knew by the end of the day there could be a raging torrent of water but for now, it was not only the fastest route across town but also the safest. Unless they blew the dam. The city had been on high alert for the past twelve hours, the streets and highway leading out of the city were clogged with desperate families trying to evacuate the city. L...

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