Marilyn David

“The Wedding Guests” by Marilyn David

Jane’s blood pressure was on almost bursting point as she relentlessly paced the salon floor,  “I can’t believe he’s done this to me,” she fumed. “I laid everything neatly on the bed all he had to do was dress himself, pick up my outfit and drag himself here. That’s not too much to ask now is it?” She flashed an enquiring glance at a bemused customer as she dragged her thumbnail across the teeth of the comb....

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“To Whom It May Concern” by Marilyn David

Submitted to Contest #109

“Stop right by that mm…hiccup…mail-box!” Carol signalled to the taxi driver. “I’ve got something ur ...hiccup...gent to post.”“What, right here miss?” the driver moaned as he slowed to a near halt.Too soon the door of the taxi flew open missing a startled pedestrian by inches. “Whoops,”Carol giggled.     “Watch it lady, are you trying to get me fired?” the driver protested.Carol slid out of the taxi revealing a suspender clad thigh. The disgruntled driver, now feeling compen...

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“The Extraordinary Voyage” by Marilyn David

Submitted to Contest #59

“I know I can do it, ” Beth assured Craig as she dropped to her knees with palms clenched, “Look it’s a glorious day. There’ll be a following wind all the way, so what could possibly go wrong?”Although Craig had checked the forecast, and Beth was correct in her interpretation of the weather, he was still sceptical of her competence to handle Pelican alone on a twelve-hour trip.Despite her having sailed with him for many years, he knew only too well, how complacent yachtsmen – not appreciating the unpredictability of...

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“leaving the room” by Marilyn David

Submitted to Contest #58

I recall my first term teaching at the Fitzhammond School with a mixture of anguish and self-assured satisfaction. The inner city school had a variety of kids from backgrounds ranging from good to bad or indifferent. Most of them looked permanently downcast. For the boys there, school had no wow factor: it was no fun. They solved this problem by temporarily creating mayhem in the classroom… my classroom usually.I seemed powerless to command any kind of respectful behaviour.Severa...

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“Go For It Girl” by Marilyn David

Submitted to Contest #56

The waiting room was silent, apart from the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock, and an occasionally suppressed cough. Margaret surveyed the tense faces. Directly opposite her sat a distinguished looking gentleman in a navy-blue pin striped suit. She furtively observed him, noting the expensive looking silk tie.Solicitor, she surmised. On about 60 K a year, I’ll bet. Regardless of the fact he looked as though he wouldn’t have the foggiest what or where Aldi was, there was something about him that was quite appealing. He had a...

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“The Stranger Next Door” by Marilyn David

Submitted to Contest #55

 Claire surveyed the chaos that surrounded her. Perhaps her mother was right and she would always regret it. She clambered over a large crate until she found the cardboard box marked kitchen utensils. “I do hope we’ve made the right decision moving here,” she sighed.Simon endeavoured to ease the tension as he placed Molly in her high chair.“Give it time Hon,” he forced a smile.Rummaging through the half empty box she continued to grumble, “We’ve been here two days without speaking to a soul.”Simon jostled ...

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“Second Chances” by Marilyn David

I remember her words as if it were yesterday.    “You're poor, you are Maureen Edwards!”            We were both only seven at the time and Carol was my best friend, but the statement she had used to inflict pain –for eating the last sweet – tormented me for many years.I guess she was right, but at such an impressionable age the words dug deep as they nestled amongst the little grey cells, smouldering like the remaining embers of a bonfire...

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