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Submitted to Contest #237
Jess stared out the window, watching the rain beat down on the pavement and mindlessly rubbing her bare left ring finger. Another Valentine’s Day, another holiday without the validation of love she craved from her longtime boyfriend, Rick. She sighed and picked up her coffee, now as lukewarm as their relationship. She took a sip anyway and turned away from the window to go about her day. Life as a romance writer wasn’t always as glamorous as it sounded, especially when her heart could use a jolt that caffeine couldn’t provide. As she s...
Submitted to Contest #196
He lay on the rustic wood floor with his head in her lap. Her hands seemed to work magic as she massaged his head and his greatest fears and doubts flowed freely off his tongue for the first time in his life. They had known each other for less than a month but their connection was undeniable. Spending the summer as camp counselors can do that to people, but this was something different. She had worked at summer camps for several summers in a row. West coast based, this was her first time venturing out to the east coast on her...
Submitted to Contest #187
When I left the house this morning, I did not anticipate being led astray by a stray cat. If I had, perhaps I would have chosen more appropriate footwear. As it is, my suede pumps will never be the same, thanks to the river of blood I find myself standing in. I was enjoying an early morning wander through my local farmer’s market, inspecting produce and giggling at inappropriate tea towels, when I felt something warm brush up against my leg. It was a cat! An orange tabby, slightly mangy with no collar, was weaving its way between my legs, ...
Submitted to Contest #186
The whole town waited just beyond the dark line of half-dead trees that marked the edge of the Forbidden Forest. They had all heard the stories, some of them even daring to read for themselves. A series of novels written hundreds of years ago told the story of witches and wizards attending school at a magical castle full of mystery, adventure, and death, all to have supposedly taken place right where our small town currently stood. The castle was long gone but the eerie and expansive forest remained, the only clue that perhaps the stories we...
Submitted to Contest #180
Stella lay in their king-sized bed, blankly staring at the ceiling and feeling her husband waking up next to her. She was vaguely irritated that he was conscious now, bracing herself for whatever mood he was in today. They no longer fully listened to each other, both waiting for their chance to speak but never to be heard. It had been years of useless bickering with minimal moments of fun in between. After eight years together, she had been certain they’d beaten the seven-year itch, but this indifference was worse. Sure enough, casual morn...
Submitted to Contest #179
Sarah sat in front of the blank cork board with her hands folded over her chest. She had never succumbed to this silly tradition before; she couldn’t imagine how throwing some keywords up on a wall would help pull her out of her streak of terrible luck. The past five years had been nothing but heartbreak and hard work. She was tired and ready to try just about anything to get out of the rut she was in. Including, apparently, starting her first-ever vision board. She rolled her eyes at herself and picked up the first goal she’d cut out of t...
Submitted to Contest #176
Josie roamed the cobblestone streets of Victoria alone, looking for the perfect cozy nook to duck into to escape the gloom and doom of the rain. As quaint as the town was, the weather wasn’t holding up its end of the bargain. Her eyes lit up as she noticed a shop window filled to the brim with vintage books. Bingo, she thought and made her way across the street. Her fingers tingled with excitement as she pushed open the heavy wooden door, or perhaps it was simply the initial exposure to the warmth within. Whatever it was, there was nothing...
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