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Submitted to Contest #77
It didn’t take long for the room to steam. That’s why she came here. There were other places that Ava could find her Ruby but she never found her quite as fast as here. The tiled room. It was the one corner of the house that wasn’t clad in wood. When they had started doing it up, Ava always thought that this room should have had stone walls. “Tiles are just so conventional,” she had said. “Well, it is a bathroom.” Will, her then-husband. “But don’t you think stone would give it that je ne sais quoi? Like those outdoor ba...
Submitted to Contest #76
“Like this?” “Just like that. That’s really excellent.” “That’s a first. No one’s ever said that before. Do you think she’s comfortable?” “I should think so. Now, just gently, bring her towards you. That’s it. Like that.” “Hold on. Let me just get my t-shirt out of the way.” “Don’t worry about that, just, that’s it. There we go. Can you see? She’s opening her mouth.” “She’s never done that before.” “That’s great. Now, just give it a few seconds. There we are and...ooooh, Evie.” “She’s crying.” “That’s ok.” “She opened...
Submitted to Contest #74
That’s how it starts; a hook. The perfect sentence that puts the reader exactly where you want them to be. It’s manipulative. It’s controlling to take them to a place that they don’t want to go. My hook was nearly two years ago. Sixteen months ago and twenty-one days, if we’re counting. And it wasn’t pretty. It, they - because I was blessed with two hooks - came after nearly thirty-six hours of labour, thirty-four hours to be precise because someone was counting and it wasn’t me. That was the start of the story when for me all it felt like w...
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