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Submitted to Contest #317
Time travel was not all it was cracked up to be.Of course, Victor had loved it at the start. Back when he had been Dr Victor MacMarrius. One of the greatest scientists of the Victorian Age, he had helped create not just the greatest invention of the industrial revolution, but of all human history. That wasn’t hyperbole. It was fact. He’d checked.The renaissance had been fun. The dinosaurs were surprisingly feathered. It was nice to be able to bring toilet paper with him whenever he went.Victor had witnessed every great civilisation rise from...
Submitted to Contest #308
Mook paid the driver, her money ready in hand before he’d even stopped. She wanted this to be over. Rejection was best done quickly. She climbed out of the taxi and stepped into the sun. Bangkok was a large city, and the tropical heat tortured it. In the jungle, leaves would have shaded Mook’s head. In the fields what sun missed her would have been sucked in by the grass and captured so it could do no more harm. But in the city? The heat bore down on tarmacked roads and paved walkways, bouncing off and joining the wind. The air...
Submitted to Contest #306
Here’s a lovely recipe that has been in my family for years. It can vary depending on the number of guests but is perfect for Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, and various birthdays. It is not recommended to follow this recipe if you come from a functioning family that likes each other.Ingredients1 Couple with multiple children, and who are struggling to cope under the pressure.1 Uncle with borderline fascistic political beliefs.1 Niece with new wave communist beliefs.1 Baby that has never spoken before but will repeat the first swear word it...
Submitted to Contest #305
My fingers drum the steering wheel. My teeth scrape my lips. Decisions, decisions. Terrible decisions. I look right and then left. Not a soul in sight. Even one car in the way could have been used as an excuse to take the opposite road, but no, the decision is mine.Right. The road home. To my family, who love me, who care what happens to me and would be wondering where I was. Work ended half an hour ago and it was only a twenty-minute drive home. Right is the safe choice, the loving choice. Right was right. My shame told me to go right.Left ...
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