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Submitted to Contest #78
I had just gotten off of my plane and grandma was standing there at the airport with a sign with my name on it. I haven’t ever seen people do that—only in movies. What was she thinking? Did she think I wouldn’t recognize her? “Grandma, why the sign?” “I just bought a new whiteboard for the farm before I came here; decided to see if it worked.” That sounded like h...
Submitted to Contest #68
“Ok… Paul,” I said to my husband. I was nervous. Hell, of course, I was nervous, “You may want to sit down for this.” Paul doesn’t deserve this he is so kind and caring. He would do anything for anyone. “Ok?” He sat down at the kitchen table. “I am pregnant.” He looked like he was filled with joy. I’m relieved he thought it was his, but I al...
Submitted to Contest #67
“There she is,” Beau said as I walked through his front door with our daughter, Mariah. I loved seeing his happy face when he saw her. He got down to her level and grabbed her hands in his and squeezed them. He then let go and let her go to her room. He looked at me seriously, very seriously. “We need to talk.” He walked to me and hugged me. &nb...
Submitted to Contest #64
The hot smoke was making my skin burn. I saw a man in a fire suit. He must have been looking for me. I knew I was probably the only one left in this house. It was my rich friend’s house. She wasn’t really my friend, she was just kind of an acquaintance. Her family was rich and sort of well-known. At least, she was well-known. She had some sort of social media platform where she does interviews and challenges for her followers. I wouldn’t know I don’t have social media. ...
Submitted to Contest #63
“Shelby,” Ashton looked at me suspiciously then at the wobble wagon. We decided to take our daughter to the apple orchard for the first time. “What is that thing?” I looked at him like he was stupid. I should have known he didn’t know what a wobble wagon was. This was his first shot at a small town life. He is used to the fast going LA life, but here he is with me, at the Rustin Orchard. I’ve been here every year since I was a little baby, which made me sad that Isla is four before we decided to ta...
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