Keith Menendez

“Come on Down” by Keith Menendez

Submitted to Contest #224

Big Band music blared from the garage, as Seravina entered from the kitchen. The large circular clock on the far wall read 2:12 am. The usually organized mechanic’s paradise had car parts, wrenches, grease, oil, nuts, bolts, and an assortment of bizarre gadgets jumbled on the floor, the shelves, and the ceiling. She stepped carefully around the obstacles and spills and moved over to the mechanical beast, Tood referred to as  ‘the Chevy’ or ‘Dragon’.  The music changed to an upbeat jazz song with a female singer. The princess liste...

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“ Speaking of Time” by Keith Menendez

Submitted to Contest #223

Mario ran through the blizzard snow, which was accumulating outside an Columbia University academic building.  He saw the blue Nissan sedan with its hazard lights flashing, which Emmy told him about minutes before.  He almost fell on some ice before he reached the door.  He opened the back door and tumbled into the seat.  EC gave him a heart-warming smile.  She wore a green toboggan and her full-length silver puffy coat. He closed the door.  “Hi!” EC said. “Hi.  Thanks for picking me up.  Right on...

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“The Detective and the Deputy” by Keith Menendez

Mario walked further into the organized detective’s office.  Emmy remained at the doorway.  She peered in, but made no further advance. “I don’t think I should go in there.” Emmy whispered.  A booming voice echoed behind her. “Good choice, young lady.  How may I help you?”  A startled Emmy spun and faced a tall well-built middle-aged man with slightly balding brown hair.  He was holding several files in one hand and tall a coffee mug labeled ‘Top Cop’.  He sipped his drink. “Excuse me, sir.  I was ...

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“Don't Drink the Tea” by Keith Menendez

Submitted to Contest #221

    The former Legion captain woke up with a start. His hands were in irons as he rode on the back of Spitfire. Will led the way on his white mustang, Winter. The elf rode next to him, while Popson and Chang followed. The hooves clattered down the somber streets of Between. He stretched his sore neck and back. He gingerly touched the large bump on his forehead, which was covered in a white bandage.  "What happened? Why am I sore all over?" Popson called from behind, "You tried to ki...

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“Heat Wave” by Keith Menendez

Heat Wave Swoosh!  Just as the sun peeked over the sleepy horizon, Woof teleported Tood to a large butte, Flatgap.  The arid land, tumbleweeds, and cracked earth was juxtaposed to the fertile and lush fields only a two-thousand feet below.  Tood placed his goggles over his eyes, readjusted his cowboy poncho, and put on his brown wool fedora.  He held a brown worn-leather backpack in his left hand.  The sweat drops dove off the end of his pointed nose. Woof laughed at his friend, “Can you handle the heat, Dr. Jon...

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“A Private Word” by Keith Menendez

Submitted to Contest #219

Chico paced in the courthouse basement jail.  The bailiffs forcibly removed him from the murder scene and threw him into the damp cell.  Will and Chang guarded him in silence near a bright torch.  Deliberate strong footfalls could be heard cascading down the stone staircase.  Seravina turned the corner, holding the keys to the cell. Chico sat down on a dusty prison cot.  His left knee nervously bounced up and down.              "Gentlemen, please wait ...

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