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It has been exactly 10 days, three hours, and 45 minutes since Mark Reed sat down with his wife, Meredith, to discuss their divorce. They have had a rough couple of years with Meredith's secret affair. Before his wife's admission, or more a forced one, because Mark, his best friend John, and his wife Jillian had found the reason why Meredith was always out so late for work, Mark had blamed their marriage failure on himself, thinking he was the reason they were not doing so well. Still, little did he know that wasn't the case. At first, he w...
Submitted to Contest #199
Sheila Wilborne was supposed to meet Randall Welsh on a blind date that was set up by her grandmother of all people. This Randall was one of her grandmother’s old friend’s grandsons who just flew in from Europe. He was in town visiting family and was only here for a couple of weeks. That’s all the information Sheila was able to get out of her grandmother. She wasn’t the type to go on blind dates, however to appease her grandmother, she agreed anyway. So, now she was already at this fancy restaurant called Pattero’s Kitchen. She’s never ...
Submitted to Contest #121
Chester Jameson was the janitor of my elementary and then high school. He was the man who I used to see early in the mornings outside raking the leaves and cleaning out the trash bins on a regular Monday, and then upon the scaffold washing the windows on a Friday evening. Every day it was the same thing. Over and over again. I think Chester had kids because I saw his wallet perched on a window sill this other day, and no one was around when I found it. I didn't know it was his until I opened it and I saw a picture of him and two smaller kid...
Submitted to Contest #104
Just James Freed I knew James Freed from our Kindergarten days as the kid who loved clowning around with the boys in our class. He was a happy sort of kid who always had a goofy smile on his brown face, and I thought he was too childish. Can you imagine a five-year old saying something like that about another five-year old?I used to watch him playing catch outside and wondered how vibrant his life was with how he always seemed to be sporting that same grin every time I saw him. Lily, who was my best friend in second grade, absolutely fe...
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