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Submitted to Contest #13
“Why don’t you wait in line here with Sonny while I go see if the lines are shorter at other houses?” I say to my husband, Del. “This haunted village is more popular than I thought it would be.”I get a nod from him. He’s shivering slightly from the dark, cold night. I’d just like to get inside and get warm. Our young son in his Halloween costume is toasty and excited to see scary stuff. Waiting in a long line could put an end to that.“If I’m not back in 10 minutes, look for me,” I say to Del.Del says, “Don’t worry; I’ll know you by your...
Submitted to Contest #8
“Good and greasy grilled pork chops! Get ‘em while they’re hot!” Denny yells at the festival goers. “Always wanted to say that,” he says looking up at his friend Barry. This is Denny’s first time working a booth for the town’s Fall Festival.“So enthusiastic,” Barry says to his long-time friend. Barry’s busy with tongs turning over the slabs of bone-in pork chops on the open grill. “I’m hot standing by this grill. It’s one large blazing black iron table. Flames shoot up every time I turn a chop.”“Hey, boys,” says Barry’s dad, Rich....
Submitted to Contest #7
I lost my favorite necklace. The small silver braided chain with the silver sun on it disappeared. I retrace my steps around the house. I pull my purse apart, my jewelry case apart; take a flashlight to the floor to see if something shiny is in an out of the way place. No luck. It’s after 6:00 p.m. I’ve been home from work for an hour now and all I’ve done is look for the necklace.I really don’t need this. I had enough bad things happen at work today. I don’t need more problems afterwards. My st...
Submitted to Contest #6
“We should probably turn around and go home,” said my friend. Her tired eyes meet mine across the van seats. Her normally blond hair is a greasy light brown.My own hair is probably a greasy brown with plant parts in it. We both stink. I want to keep on. “We’re at the bottom of a hill,” I said. “Turning around might be a little bit tough right now. A few mishaps can’t cancel our fun.” She groans and shifts herself in the van chair.“Or what will be fun,” I said from my spot on the hard carpet of the van floor. ...
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