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Submitted to Contest #71
I had written down all the ingredients I had used in each iteration in my quest to reproduce a family favorite. At family gatherings, numerous individuals had said that her sugar cookies were the best, and that no one had been able to make them like she did. In fact, I had used a spread sheet to list the ingredients and the quantities of each attempt. The descriptions given to me by several of my relatives all differed enough that I was going to re-invent these cookies from scratch. It had become a most enjoyable venture, ...
Submitted to Contest #69
The Ties that Bind Faith Pernitelli walked into her office and plunked into the chair, exhausted after a long day. “Busy?” David asked. There had been a cesarean section early in the morning, rounds after the operation had taken longer than usual, and extra patients had come to the office for one thing or another. “No, Dad, just the usual,” she answered. It was time to finish a few charts and look at some lab results. The mail was piled in a stack tray. Thankfully, no one was in labor. “Have a seat. ...
Submitted to Contest #67
“Nine-one-one. What is your emergency?” “I just saw someone murder my neighbor’s daughter. I saw the killer and I know who he is.” Trembling, he could hardly hold the phone to his ear. “What is your name, please?” “Abraham Westbrink. They call me Skip.” “Thank you, Skip. What is your address, please?” “Four fourteen West Mulberry.” “What is the address of your next-door neighbor?” “Four eighteen West Mulberry.” “What is your neighbor’s name?” “Ken Williamson.” “What is his daughter’s name?” “Natalie.” “Ho...
Submitted to Contest #64
Families can be fiery places, sometimes bringing out the worst in us. Ours is no exception. There were usually feisty arguments, heated discussions, and even a few insults. A newcomer to the family might be intimidated, afraid, or terrified by certain conversations, which, for our family, is table talk. Some of it is negative, but not meant to be. Grudges, while extant, are the exception. “I am glad you are going with me to our family Thanksgiving,” I told Kayden the evening before. I made bread and pota...
Submitted to Contest #63
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. In a warm, fresh breeze, the leaves waved at us in a fashion making the Queen proud, each with its unique color, from the brightest of yellows to the deepest of maroons, they tantalized our eyes. It was fall. This tree had been here since I was a child. I remember it when my parents brought me here for the rare Friday evening hamburger, when my grandfather brought me here for my first pizza, and when I brought a pretty girl here on my first date. “The Ozarks are p...
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