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Submitted to Contest #148
**TW/CW** Story contains instances of physical violence and adult languagePhil moseyed down the stairs while tethering his necktie and glanced at his watch as he reached the center-hall landing. 6:47am. With a five-minute drive to the Downers Grove commuter station from the house, if he was out the door now, he could still catch the 7 o’clock express train and be at his desk early by 7:40. Early-in, early-out, exactly what he wanted for this Memorial Day weekend. Phil filled his coffee tumbler from the fresh pot and walked out the front...
Submitted to Contest #144
**TW/CW** This story contains instances of physical harm, violence, and gore, as well as adult language. Ashley and I had known each other for nearly 15 years, since the freshman year of college when we sat next to each other in English 101 at the University of Arizona. We became quick friends with similar interests. She became like a sister, and I was always protective. After graduation, we both moved back to Phoenix and started our careers. I worked as a photojournalist for The Arizona Republic and Ashley went to work as a parale...
Submitted to Contest #143
**TW/CW** Contains sensitive content related to mental health, physical violence, and gore. “Kevin, are you sure we’re not lost?” “I’ve been here before with my dad. I know where I’m going.” Nearly a decade had passed since he had been to the campground. A lot of things can happen in a decade. A lot of things can happen in a few hours. Memories and recollections can often become ambiguous to time and place and reason. “Kaci, just relax and find something good to listen to.”Kaci looked down at her phone. “I don’t have any ...
Shortlisted for Contest #141 ⭐️
“ONE STAR?!?” “What now Cindy?” “That damned food critic from The Commercial Appeal. He gave the restaurant a one-star review. That asshole!” “What’d he write?” Cindy murmured unintelligibly as she skimmed the newspaper. “The fried chicken was of obvious low quality with generally bland flavor, the collard greens were drenched in oil (and not in a good way), and the sweet potatoes tasted fresh…from the microwave.” “What the hell! Earl, we don’t even have a microwave in the kitchen!” Cindy huffe...
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