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Submitted to Contest #153
Mack closed her eyes and rubbed her fingertips to her temples. She leaned back in her chair, inhaled deeply and exhaled, just like the yoga teacher had taught her. She was so mad at Ethan and he was furious with her. Even still, she knew he was taking things too far. She heard the front door creak open, flinching as it slammed shut a few seconds later. She knew he was back home, but from the sound of the door, he hadn’t cooled off. And neither had she. He walked past her, hands clenched at his side. She glanced at him as he walked past her ...
Submitted to Contest #141
Carla put her elbows on the counter and rested her head in her hands. She blew out a breath and hoped no one was around to see her frustration. Or her desperation. She knew no one would see, because only she and the children were still in the restaurant. Yang Li, her chef, and Sun Yin, her waitress, had gone home for the evening. She’d had to let the other staff go, so it was just the three of them running the place now. With The Rice Bowl gaining a reputation as the worst restaurant in town, there wasn’t enough business to support the fifte...
Submitted to Contest #132
“Are you there, God? It’s me…Cass.” Cassandra pulled her quilted jacket tighter around her and zipped it up to ward off the Autumn chill. She wanted to turn back, but she kept going, trudging up the wooded path. She stepped over logs and hopped over streams rushing with water. Nothing had frozen yet, so if she slipped and fell, she’d be wet and miserable. She pulled her golden yellow knit hat down over her ears and patted the little puff at the top. Taking a deep breath, she said, “I know I wasn’t exactly nice to you the last time we talked,...
Submitted to Contest #131
Jade cringed as she walked to the library to meet Marcus. On days like today, everything seemed to make her more irritable. The normal traffic to school and the line at the café made her irritable. The crunching of the dead leaves beneath her feet and the chill of the autumn air made her irritable. Marcus made her more irritable than all these things put together. She slid through the doors of the library like a snake, weaving through other students as they talked about their plans for papers and final projects. Some drank their third coffee...
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