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Submitted to Contest #49
Elaine pushed a row of books over with a satisfying thwack. “I have a question for Mr.Galen” she stated, meeting two green eyes on the other side of the bookshelf. “A very serious question” The green eyes crinkled, and a laugh escaped. “really? I’m sure he’ll be surprised” The boy said, sarcasm dripping from his tone. “this time, it’s truly serious Christopher” she snapped, defiantly wiping the dust from her fingers. The boy’s black hair swung over his eyes, clear suspicion on his face. “last time you aske...
Submitted to Contest #44
Unbeknownst to the owners of the home, wine had been secretly slipped into their mailbox. Eugene had done it in one graceful motion, sliding the dark glass right next to the newspapers. He smirked. When alcohol was scarce, knowing that you had a bit of it for yourself was always a good moment. Eugene skipped up to Mr.Haskel, who was already knocking on the door in a somewhat drunken motion. Haskel wore wine stained suspenders buttoned to voluminous trousers, he had the air of a man who lived large and liked large things. The door s...
Submitted to Contest #42
Stella refused to believe her mother was a criminal. No matter how many times she’d overheard the whispers down the hall, no matter how many investigators had asked those painful questions, Stella could never be convinced. Every time Stella thought of her mother, it was too awful to comprehend. Stella stormed down the marble hallway, pushing thoughts of her mother away. She needed coffee. Badly. Everything was on her nerves this mourning. Even the dress she wore...It was her mother’s favorite, awfully large and flamboy...
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