Leah Felema

“Lilabel's Inn” by Leah Felema

She's sweeping up a table, chuckling under her breath at Bertie, a man so determined to climb up Mount Memnon even she, who had seen many with a fire alight in their eyes, was impressed. Still, of the few, like him, with a fire burning so bright, so blue, they stuck out from the rest, there were still many that went up and never went down. Her laugh turns bitter and sour. The sight of a big tip at one table perks her up, even if the pile of food and drinks perched precariously on it makes her sigh. Thankfully, the day is winding down as dark...

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“DJ Turn it Up” by Leah Felema

Submitted to Contest #52

"Does it look good?" "Great." "I kinda want to show Dev." "Come on, you know that's bad luck, Sarah." "After seeing you in this dress, I don't think he'll ever want to leave." "Thanks." "Alright you officially have fifteen minutes, use it wisely." Megan Carlyle, soon to be Megan Carisse, dropped to the couch and untucked her dress from under her. There was a queasiness that had been there for months, but now it settled there and refused to budge. Scrambling off the couch she snatched her phone off the table's edge and walked out of the ro...

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“Friends are Stupid but Comics are for Life” by Leah Felema

Submitted to Contest #48

"It's rusty, but that adds to the vintage-ness of it." The man nods. "It probably adds to the cost too." The woman's face looks somewhere between sheepish and excited. "Yeah." "I'll pay 150 dollars." "170." Sighing, the man glances to his watch and says, "Deal." "I was in the middle of a negotiation." "Don, listen, what I'm about to tell you is a million times better than the twenty dollars you would have saved to buy a two million year old comic book." The man makes a face at this but moves his hand to gesture for his friend to explain be...

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“Amateur Astronomer” by Leah Felema

Submitted to Contest #39

"Orion...right?" "Wrong, that's Ursa Major." "Close, huh." "Sure. And please stop jabbing my ribs, it hurts." "Well, if there's one thing I know, it's that you are going to pass this test." "It's not a test." "You're treating it like one." "I don't want these people to think I'm just some amateur who just likes the 'aesthetics of stars." "Who cares if they do?" "Me!" "Fine. But let me just say that I believe that you are going to impress the socks off these people and have a really great time toying with super expensive telescopes while you ...

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“Falling Leaves Will Cover My Grief” by Leah Felema

Submitted to Contest #35

I can still hear it, the shrill shouts of the man I was weeks ago from marrying. We practiced our vows, and he wove the most beautiful story, a story so beautiful you could make a movie out of it, and when he said I Do, the picture of our future together was sealed in my mind's eye. A week later, he asked if I would stay with him forever. When I said yes, his gaze went down, and he said that he had been embezzling from the company he worked at. And then he had the gall, the gall, to believe that whispering it would make it less true; that m...

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