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May Gables

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What Remains for Me

May Gables

Submitted to Contest #221

The room was finally quiet. The baby’s crying had stopped and she slept soundly in the warm embrace of the rocking cradle. The man sat on the edge of the bed with his face in his hands. There was something intensely familiar about him. From where I stood in the corner of the room, a sense of recognition bloomed in my chest at the way his shoulders rounded and he tried to steady his quivering lips. Even so, I wasn’t quite sure where I had seen him before. It wasn’t just this stranger that felt familiar, it was the room, too. I ...

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Uncharted Territory

May Gables

Submitted to Contest #205

This story isn’t over and I don’t think it ever will be, because like most things in life, there is rarely ever a tidy ending. I try to be gentle with myself as my mind drowns me in memories and sensations of her last days. I let those memories, like a raging, stormy ocean, toss me around and spill over into my eyes. I let the tears roll down my cheeks like hot, salty rivers. I let the sobs shake my body as my world spins on an unhinged axis until the ocean settles and I can resume my carefully rehearsed peace. I don’t know wha...

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Dusty Chrome

May Gables

Submitted to Contest #204

Moxie had been to a lot of places in the West and most of them looked just like this. Dusty and sad, with people clinging desperately to what was left of a once-bright future. Corps had swept in about eighty years ago, long before she was born, eager to strip the land. But by the time she was barely ten, most of the corps had cleared out, abandoning their towns and leaving their company people to rot. It was a tale as old as time. The last time Moxie had been this far West, the only chrome on her body had been the replacement i...

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