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Submitted to Contest #323
Christine awoke to the sound of her alarm going off. The theme to the A-Team (*), was vibrating. Beside her, still sound asleep was her partner of one night. He had potential, if they both played their cards right, he could be a "Keeper". Just like a jigsaw puzzle, all the pieces have to fit into the right place. Christine quietly contemplated was he worth the time, or should she move on. She rose from the bed, took a hair tie from the bedside stand and silently put her blonde tresses into a pony tail and silently tiptoed to the refr...
Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Peter "Walkin' Tiger" Peterson. I am mute, (which means I cannot speak,) I identify as a strong opinionated character, but that does not hold me back from doing my job. My partner and I are on the neighborhood watch. We patrol the village streets of Port Evans, a small bedroom community located in Northwest Ohio. We walk the same "Beat" (route) at different times of the day, every day, like clockwork, Sure, it can be boring, but we never know when that unexpected "something" may occur, so we are ever ...
Elsie Lynn's mother had passed away in the fall of 1967, and she, being an only child had the weight of her mother's estate on her shoulders. Her husband Herbert, wanted to help her in this endeavor, but she had two rug rats that would never understand, any part of this situation, so he stayed home to tend to their needs. She drove the four miles to the home she grew up in. She could not stop crying during the whole trip. There were unanswered questions, that she had, that will now be forever unanswered. She drove down the long lane that had...
Submitted to Contest #207
It was the middle of Summer when it happened. Friday night was as usual expected to be overflowing with patrons. Casey, the owner, had just opened up The Barn. It was just an old barn located in the middle of nowhere. It had been gutted and renovated to be a 1950's style restaurant and had a tri state clientele that would make Guy Fiere jealous. He slowly walked into the heart of the cooking field and took inventory as to what was needed for tonight's menu. The alcohol count and food supplies were enough to take him well into next week, for ...
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