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Submitted to Contest #314
I woke up hot. This was a distressingly normal state of affairs – from waking to walking. Phoenix temperatures tended to rise past the 100-degree mark in May, long before the official entry into summer. You could say the heat wave was nearly year-round. Night sweats often had me reaching for the half-unfrozen water bottle on my nightstand. What was odd was that my infallible nose for trouble was working on overdrive, and my usual solution-finding process was getting very unreliable. Most nights, I’d wake up after an improbable owl hoot or a ...
Submitted to Contest #313
Andrea pursed her lips thoughtfully. She couldn’t say what she wanted without sparking an uncomfortable conversation, so she opted for a halfway step. “So…George seems like a unique individual.” Elizabeth glanced up from her flower arranging, and then back down, distracted by the carefully neutral tone. Should she object to the absence of hostility or just take it as a sign? Maybe a tentative olive branch. She took one carnation out of the arrangement, and then put it back into the vase. Such an ugly flower, but so cheap. No wonder restauran...
Submitted to Contest #312
“Counsel, are you out of your ever-lovin’ mind?” OK, so the judge didn’t say that. But clearly, he was thinking it. His big bushy brows were furrowed together like the cornrows he had plowed in his youth, and his big lips were pursed together. Thought was happening, and it was trying to come out through those tightly mashed lips. I couldn’t avoid seeing them, as there was a big bushy moustache just above the lips, and his face was mere inches from mine. Those grey eyes were trying to bore holes in my soul. I was trying to keep my soul from b...
Submitted to Contest #311
There are many ways to die. When I started ALG - the Affirmation of Life Group - I didn’t know that our steps toward light would end in darkness. We thought we were stepping out in faith. As it turns out, the Universe doesn’t reward good intentions – only good results. ALG wasn’t born in a basement or a garage. We took over an old restaurant that had started life as a dance studio. I used to tell our ‘groupies’ (that’s what they called themselves), “A stage, a bar, and a bum like me – it’s a simple recipe for a good life!” But when my partne...
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