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Submitted to Contest #90
The man wasn’t European. Probably from the East coast. Shannen knew the minute the words tumbled out of his mouth. His native London accent once again reminded him that he was a little fish in a big pond. “It’s rather noisy, isn’t it?” Shannen looked up. “Yes, it is, rather.” That wouldn’t be right. He masked the way rather came out, enunciating the r’s. He stared at the man in front of him. He only carried a satchel, bulging with something bulky. “Would you take a seat?” “If you’d oblige me,” the man said, and took t...
Submitted to Contest #89
“I think she’s dead,” Charleston looks over her body. He looks at Friga. “Flipper?” “She’s…” Friga looks at the safe in her hands. “That’s...I mean. That appears to be the case.” “Well?” “Well what?” “What the hell are we going to do?” “How the hell should I know?” “We shouldn’t have broken in,” Charleston grips his head, leaning against the counter. “I mean, she’s gotta have a partner.” Friga rolls her eyes. “We’ve been here six hours. I think we would have noticed that by now..” She sets the safe o...
Submitted to Contest #88
If you happen to visit the town of Podunk, Alabama you might notice a very withered sign standing at the corner wedged between the Galley Variety store and the Birch’s place. It reads, as follows: ‘PODUNK, AL. POP: 94 HOME OF ANNETTE BUFORD WOMAN WRITER.’ The sign was erected as most signs are in small towns: with a ceremony. “It is with great honor that I erect this sign for our little town, and for Miss. Buford, our first celebrity,” the mayor had said with visceral pride. The very small crowd that...
Submitted to Contest #81
One Good Woman There’s a bug in my seltzer. Musca domestica. It gyrates wildly for a solid thirty seconds before shuddering. I’ve been waiting for the girl I matched with for only five minutes, but my feet are tapping wildly. We met online, on one of those dating apps that are underused or misused. Once I matched with a man wanting feet pictures. That was an uncomfortable conversation. The restaurant we picked was equidistant to our apartments. She lives in Murray Hill - which is where this restaurant is loc...
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