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“AT THE WATERING CLUB” by Mara Masolini

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AT THE WATERING CLUB The club, four rooms in all, three of which could be accessed even by people who were not members of the club, was located on the third floor on an old building,   a building with stone stairs and no lift,  that stood on one side of the largest square of the city.   So that, like the palace ( building) that club, very original, and almost innovative, came to be right in front of what was known as the most infamous bar in the city. This bar, the Richard bar, was frequ...

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“The Crime of the Pale Baker” by Jen Thompson

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Pippa Sullivan runs into the private detective agency.  Sweat trickles down her forehead.  Her chest rises and falls at a rapid pace.  The door slamming behind her is a result of her quick entry.  The sound alarms her.  Pippa glances at the man sitting at his desk.  He was eating lunch, or had been in the process when Pippa made her entrance.  The glob of ketchup on his french fries on their way to his mouth plops down on his shirt. “Are you kidding me?”  Monty Fisher mumbles as he grabs a napkin and ...

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“The Prophecy in the Stars” by Minerva Noiropp

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Greetings avid readers. Allow me to welcome you to another one of my unusual stories. This one is a bit different, which is why I am speaking unto you in this manner. The name was generated by their title generator. I found it quite appropriate considering my interests and the tea I stumbled onto a few days ago.This one is a mixture of fact and fiction. I have based the fact on past evidence. I will even give you a website address to do your own research at the end. Who knows that it may inspire you to become an amateur astrologist. The fict...

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“The Thief's Guide to Thiefdom” by Patrick Borosky

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Rule #1 from the Thief’s Guide to ThiefdomNever steal more than you need. The world is filled with sycophants who prey upon the weak and the helpless. The thief does not steal to hurt or oppress; a true thief partakes in the art of thievery to make their life slightly better than it once was. ---Niko surveyed the building before her. She had followed the directions precisely and found the secluded place as instructed. She had climbed the Edrea mountains to discover that one of its peaks had collapsed into itself to reveal a hidden basin unkn...

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“CHIMP FEET” by CHIEF John West

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                                  CHIMP FEET Sanders Theater at Harvard University in Boston is the venue for the Annual IG Nobel prize awards. These awards recognize important work done by various folk throughout the world in bringing the results of their improbable research to universal notice. In 2006, for example, one such prize was awarded to a researcher in the Nether...

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“Marked for Death” by James Grasham

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* = Frost Thaw is capitalised as it is the name of the third month in the calendar of The Three Kingdoms, equivalent to March in the Gregorian calendar. *** Luthar followed Lady Akindra, Ezekiel, Chadwick and Flint into the great entrance hall of the guild. Garrett brought up the rear, as was the order of seniority. The most experienced members should receive bread and ale first, squires second. Only now did Luthar outrank Garrett from Chadwick’s promise of promotion upon their return. The entrance hall was a vast open space, broken on...

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“Heaven Above” by Rebecca Pebble

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“The clouds are fluffier than anyone on Earth could imagine, I would imagine…” I mused to Frederick who was eating a robust handful of dark red grapes beside me. “I like that word: Imagine. It contains such hope.” He was munching away as I continued my monologue. “You look like a supermodel!” I grinned as his pot belly hung over his silken pants. That stirred him to reaction. He smiled a toothy smile complete with grape skins in his two front teeth. He was a flamboyant foodie, but at times also a messy one. “I don’t know about you, but H...

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“The Girl in the Glass” by Anna Coon

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The Girl in the Glass Katie As dusk falls on the street, I take my evening walk. I walk after work each day, weather permitting. I’m a scientist, so I know the data behind exercise. I’m also stuck at my desk all day, and I need a release. As I walk, I work through my anxieties of the day. Some people talk on the phone while they walk, some listen to podcasts… I think. I think about why I’m still single at 40. I think about all the embarrassing things I said that day. I think about why my favorite protein bars must be refrigerated but oth...

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“Conjured Pandemic” by John Walsh

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           The forbidden spells were always arduous to cast. Send Despair nearly killed Msia Yar’Adua. Now he only needed a few words and his atlas to make anyone in the world feel his pain. He flipped through the pages, pointed, said the words and imagined the sickness, the confusion, the tears.             Merad Prewitt sat on the metal chair, at metal table in windowless room.        &nbsp...

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“Ecstasy of the Heart” by J.R. Hughes

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“I’m at the hotel. Room 124.” I fired off with a pin of my location. “Bring a pizza if you want to be let in,” I added. I sighed loudly and threw my phone onto the bed comforter that was the same color as the floor. I ran my fingers through my hair and clasped my hands behind my head as I tried to think. I had finally, for the third and final time, left Ryder. I left him, the last four years, our apartment, and most of my things. I only had what I could throw quickly into my duffel bag.  My phone vibrated and moved across the stiff bla...

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“The Colossus in the Storm” by W.D. Pierce

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TW: Violence, Some Language, Mention of R*pe - So, as you all have probably gathered, my whole life has been shot to hell. But before I get to that, let me rewind to the afternoon my life fell apart. It was a Tuesday, so I was in my Art History 1040E class when I felt my phone vibrate twice.  The first message was my dad, telling me "To the moon & back." It was our way of saying I love you, ever since I was little. It never failed to make me smile, and today was no exception. I opened the second text from an unknown number, and ...

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“The Shadows in the City” by Bettina Karpathian

Submitted to Contest #130

Betty could have been a millionaire if she’d bet on the first words she would hear every time she returned home from work to the little walk-up apartment she shared with her mother.“What took you so long? You know I’ve been here by myself all day.”Never, “How was your day?”, "How are you feeling?" or, “Are you tired?”Betty had long since given up on responding. She’d hand her mother her cigarettes, and on a Friday, her paycheck, and go into the kitchen to make dinner. The old woman spent her days in the armchair by the window watching the ne...

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“Truth be Told” by Dasheen White

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What is truth? We live in a world where everyone wants to be heard and no one wants to listen. The goal in communication seems to be to get the point across instead of listening to the other party to see another point of view. Not many people look at a situation with an objective eye, nine times out of ten they view it with judgmental vision. Perception can be tainted by many things, prejudices, past experiences with someone or something etc. If you were to ask three people what truth is to them, I believe you will get three different answer...

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“Death of a Fake Monkey” by Lisa Endicott

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TW: Mild swearing and murder. “Hello? Is this Investigator Mia Ashe?” A wavering voice echoed through my phone. “Yes. Who is this, and why are you calling at 2 in the morning? My office opens at 9.” I grumbled and dragged my two quilts up over my chilling arms. I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus. “He’s dead. My monkey is dead.” “I think you better call a vet. I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do to save a monkey that’s already dead.” I shook my head and moved my finger to end the call. I was used to receiving prank calls and weir...

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“Inferno Dreams: A Marisol and Rick Romance (#2 in Series on Reedsy)” by Mary Jo Fortes

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[NOTE: Contains Sexual Content] She saw him again today—not for one of their “Special Days,” as they refer to their secret times of stolen intimacy, but just out and about. That was enough to heighten all her senses—to make colors brighter, the sound of her own breathing louder, the sun on her face warmer, the memory of his earthy smell more intoxicating, and the bite of the chilled iced water she was drinking almost sting her mouth and throat. It was enough to make her feel as if her heart would pound out of her chest; enough to arouse h...

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