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Submitted to Contest #189
Silas King cruised like a shark through a pulsing sea of bodies. One of the Glitter Bomb’s female bartenders had flagged a creep spiking women’s drinks and as the nightclub’s cooler, it was his job to eliminate the wolf among the drunken, clueless sheep. “Muscular kid,” Trish had shouted into his ear over the throbbing bass. “Tight silk shirt. White chinos. Brown leather slip-ons. GTO on his left bicep.” GTO was juking in the center of the teeming dancefloor with a blond in a pink, one-shoulder mini dress. Bare arms ...
Submitted to Contest #147
Noah had had enough of arguing with Maggie and the harder his step-daughter pushed things, the closer he got to the edge of losing his temper. Maggie had overslept and missed the bus. Now he was going to be late for work making sure she got to school on time.“Why won’t you just relax, Dad?” she said. “I don’t understand what the big deal is!”“The answer is still no, Maggie. You’ve already seen the movie twice.”“But I love the ending! Please! It’s just a couple hours on a Friday night!”Noah heaved a sigh and work...
Submitted to Contest #137
Wilbur Blane learned that he would become homeless while he was teaching his grandson how to play chess. They were in the Community Common Room in the apartment building he’d lived in for the last twenty-five years. Francine, one of young ladies in the complex’s office, pushed through the double doors with brightly coloured printouts in one hand and a box of thumbtacks in the other and headed straight for the giant bulletin board. “What’s wrong, Francine?” Wilbur asked. “Nothing.”“You’re lying, Francine.”As a retired homi...
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