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The High Order of the Pecan Sandies

Submitted to Contest #307

Margo Solana flashed her megawatt smile and suddenly the room darkened. I squinted in the sun-soaked solarium, but I couldn’t discern the source of the shadow. Was it her stellar smile? The diamond collar twinkling around her neck? The sunbeams that haloed her billowy bixie cut? I didn’t know it at the time, but I’ve learned that not all light is pure. Impure light casts shadows. Pure light does not. This truth guides me to this day.“It is with great pleasure that we gather today to welcome Catalina Monroe as the newest member of our most pr...

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A Day At the Office

Submitted to Contest #308

Pastor John drove into the parking lot early that morning. His mind was full of the to-do list of the day as he slid into his parking spot and removed his driving equipment of sunglasses and fingerless gloves. He liked the feel of the gloves on the wheel when he drove anywhere. He believed that more people would wear them if they tried them. The sunglasses were only worn when the day was exceptionally bright. He would rather just see the world as it is. He exited the vehicle and, after throwing the keys into his pocket, strode towards the c...

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The Final Question

Submitted to Contest #307

The test was this morning– Algebra, Room 304, Mr. Erickson’s class. But for Eden Asher, life had long since stopped being a series of predictable equations that she could solve with ease. She sat at the back of the classroom. The window was cracked just enough for the early spring wind to snake in and toy with the edge of her exam paper. Her pen remained steady in her hand as she stared blankly outside the window. The room buzzed with the scratching of pencils, the occasional sigh, and the tapping of feet as time passed. But Eden’s page rema...

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Death of a Dream (or "Trouble in Tucson")

Submitted to Contest #307

Trouble in Tucson by Sue Baughman 6-19-25 (1100 words)(Prompt: Dark underside of a School System)(Trigger Warning: Contains humor, Cults, Christianity, mild profanity, nudity, prayer, faith, loss of faith, death of a dream, all that...) Pastor Bob was running out of time. He’d promised his flock a place to stay, food and a guaranteed pass through the pearly gates, but so far, all he’d managed to secure for them was a few snacks and a couple of sleeping bags he’d found at the Oracle Road Salvation Army Store. Pastor Bob had led his group...

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He Stopped at Nothing; Neither Did She

Submitted to Contest #307

Something wasn’t right about him. It felt like something about him was so much darker than he was trying to portray; I realized it when he started acting in that strange code like the rest of them. He only brought it out at moments, but in those spaces within those timelines I wish I could erase already, he put together phrases and sentences that I can’t seem to yet forget – I will. We were spending time together, and spiritually our conversations had started getting quite heavy by now. I told him sometimes it’s like he becomes someone else ...

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The Letters

Submitted to Contest #306

INT. ANTIQUE STORE The proprietor, Ms Johnson (Auntie Mae) Well groomed southern woman in her 60’s (behind counter facing front glass door). Linda Young woman in her early 30’s, attractive (walks through door) Auntie MaeWell! Do my wondering eyes deceive me? Is that you Linda Sue? Linda(Politely) Hello Miss Johnson. It is good to see you again. Auntie Mae(Walking from behind counter, gives Linda a hug, smiles has prominent southern acent) Now what’s with this, Miss Johnson? You just call me Auntie Mae like you did when you were a youngs...

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Keep My Word

Submitted to Contest #306

Keep My Word ACT I: Genesis 11:1-9 ESV The Tower of Babel(Scene opens with crowds of people dressed in rough hewn garbs milling about excitedly babbling to one another.)Narrator: These are God's people after the time of Noah. They have not been following God's demand of going forth and multiply to cover the earth. They have decided to take matters into their own hands.Self-declared Leader: Come, let us make and settle here on this wide plain here in the land of Shinar. We have migrated far from the east.Worker 1: Yes, let us make bricks and ...

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Their Little Princess

Submitted to Contest #306

Their little dark-haired and brown-eyed princess was all grown up and leaving the nest for the first time to go away to college in the Big Apple and pursue her major in Fine Arts. It wasn’t going to be easy for either one of her Christian, overprotective parents, so their daughter Marcy made the conscious agreement to always call and stay in contact while she was away from them. Her parents hoped and prayed their good girl would be safe and stay on the right track in her life. Only God knew all of the circumstances. Freshmen Year Sunday“Hell...

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Into the Heliosphere - The God Particle Expedition

Submitted to Contest #306

May 13th, 2050 I will attempt to recreate yesterday’s events, though uncertain I can truly convey what we experienced. The day began at 0700. A quiet, somber atmosphere enveloped the galley as the team gathered for breakfast. Each member sat lost in thought, contemplating their role in the upcoming experiment. Anticipation and worry were etched on their faces. Some had been part of the Hadro project before, witnessing failures and the loss of colleagues in the pursuit to understand the universe. Others harbored doubts about the existence of...

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How I stopped Reality from Glitching

Submitted to Contest #306

June 12, 2012 Last month I froze the time. It happened when I turned on the cold-water tap - multiple occurrences. After that I sang in a cup of water and the soundwaves reached the heavens far above; somehow, I just knew. The universe I was attached to glitched right before all this happened and this was the first time I ever noticed something this disorienting and confusing happening around and within me. Not only were the world and people around me suddenly transformed as if becoming instantly totally other dimensional, fully and obviousl...

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A Dance with Dad

Submitted to Contest #305

I take my seat in the quiet of the den, my father across from me, knowing this will not be an easy conversation. For either of us. I breathe in a silent prayer and exhale a breath of readiness that’s taken so long to arrive. “Dad,” I begin, my voice shaky but resolute. “I need to start by apologizing for my delay. It’s taken me a lifetime to get here, but now that I am, I hope you will be patient with me. There are some things I need to say; things that will be painful for us both. I’ve held back for what seems like forever, putting this off...

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A Patch in Time

Submitted to Contest #305

I looked at the map, squinting my eyes to examine the fine print and detail of the noted landmarks and roads. Looking up once again, I glanced around, tall pine trees lined the narrow road and danced in the light airy breeze. I brushed the hair out of my face and leaned against the hood of the truck. Maybe I took a wrong turn? How did I end up in the middle of nowhere? It took a few seconds to realize I was utterly and completely lost. I took out my phone and lifted it up in the air, hoping for a signal. Nope, nothing. I faced the unknown. A...

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Mark

Submitted to Contest #306

Mark27.1 The sun was upset that day. It was difficult for the rest of the solar system to understand why. In general, the sun was a closed-mouth entity. He wasn't one to talk about his feelings or share the comings and goings of his mind. Being the center of everything, it was easy to sense that he was bothered by something. But they weren't about to ask what. If they could have seen into the sun without going blind, they might have realized that he was unhappy with the events on the third planet. A handful of humans were traipsing about in ...

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Burnt Pancakes and Other Breakthroughs

Submitted to Contest #305

You know what? I quit. I am angry—no, seething. My hands grip the Rogue’s steering wheel with enough force to leave imprints. My left thumb pulses red. I just got off the phone with my husband, and I swear if I hear one more “Think of it this way—” from him, I might drive this thing straight into a cornfield and disappear. “She forgot to ask work about leaving early,” he’d said. Of course she did. She never remembers. The “she” in question is my stepdaughters’ mother—Jasmine. A full-grown adult who works part-time at the feed sto...

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Un-Quitting Through the Tears

Submitted to Contest #305

“You know what? I quit.”I couldn’t do this. This was too hard. Throwing down my pencil, I watched as it clattered down onto my desk and rolled slowly off, and onto the chipped and stained tiles of Mrs. Lingot’s 7th English class.Next to me, Grace, my best friend, picked up the sharp yellow pencil and handed it back to me. “Here you go,” she said, smiling at me. I sighed and took it from her. “How do you do this? This is so hard!” I exclaimed in frustration. Grace adjusted her colorful headband in her curly black hair. “How do you do what?”“T...

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