John Van Winkle

“It Was a Breeze” by John Van Winkle

Submitted to Contest #240

It Was a BreezeJade stood looking out her 37th floor east-facing office window. Her gaze moved past frozen snow flurries that were whipping against the windowpane to the beat of some silent frenzied tune, and then shifted her focus downward toward the white crags of ice lunging in furious play on the surface of the lake below.She loved her office… small, cozy, with her very own huge window that served-up, on her demand, the splendor of Lake Michigan. She was particularly mesmerized by days like this, the wind blowing the whitecaps ...

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“The Oak Takes a Stand” by John Van Winkle

The Oak Takes a Stand The oak is not the tallest tree… but it is tall. It is not the strongest tree… but it is strong. It may not be the most beautiful tree… but it is stunningly beautiful. It’s probably not the most majestic tree… but it is magical. Sylvia Ramirez might have chosen the redwood, the sequoia, the elm, the maple, the willow, the whit...

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“Fight or Flight” by John Van Winkle

Submitted to Contest #229

Fight or Flight “Ms. Hartman,” Sadie Nelson said, “I’m 48 years old… twice your age. Nobody has ever ripped me off and gotten away with it, and they won’t start now. Someone is siphoning off inventory right under our corporate noses, and I’m sick of paying big bucks to lawyers and CPAs in suits, who seem incapable of solving this problem. So, I’ve decided to bypass them an...

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“Lost and Found” by John Van Winkle

Submitted to Contest #227

Lost and Found It was Friday, December 1.  Winter opened her left eye … 8:12am. She would normally be at work by now, but today was the first of 10 vacation days. She stretched, yawned, and pushed up onto one elbow to look out the window. Ugh! Falling back heavily onto her pillow, she pulled the covers up...

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“Gone Fishing” by John Van Winkle

Submitted to Contest #209

Road Trippin’… Wr...

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“Sylvia's Journal” by John Van Winkle

Submitted to Contest #207

Sylvia’s Journal (a short story by John Van Winkle) ‘May 26, 1998– June 3, 2012… things I’ve been told, things I recall, and a few other things: My birth mother- a single teenager of whom I know nothing else. She gave me up shortly after I was born. My birth father- no information (and no interest, really). My first fos...

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