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Submitted to Contest #261
  We found Beau in the early afternoon in Fayetteville, North Carolina when we were driving back to New York from Florida. We didn’t so much as find him as we had to swerve our car when the one ahead of us threw him out without stopping. The three of us, my husband, his teenage daughter, and I got to the pile in the road without knowing if he was dead or alive. He was in the gravel in a shallow ditch, very still, but managed to move his head and look up at us. We were relieved that he didn’t seem to be injured a...
Submitted to Contest #243
Tess woke up remembering something from the days before. She had been only a child then and the story was old at that time, so it was amazing that what she recalled was so vivid, so fresh in her bones. The story had terrified her the first time she heard it, yet something drew her to read it over and over in the decades that followed. Maybe there was a message in it she was supposed to discover. It was a Ray Bradbury science fiction story called All Summer In A Day about people who colonized Venus where the sun came out o...
Submitted to Contest #222
   For Charlotte, it was a reunion straight out of the movies, which was appropriate since it was with the woman who had been her drama teacher and mentor in college; a woman, it would be accurate to say, Charlotte had openly adored from the first moment she saw her on the first day of classes of freshman year. Nancy – Mrs. I, as we called our professors in those days,  glided into the classroom, graceful, feminine, and ...
Submitted to Contest #216
NOTE: This story has to do with a young woman's first sexual encounter. Charlotte knew he was going to be the first person she slept with as soon as she saw him. Such an archaic phrase she thought to herself even as she was feeling her heart speed up, a flush start creeping up her body from the regions she was planning on indulging, and her voice rise. She was an intern at a radio station and in between ...
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