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Struggles

Some saw a table for two or three, hosting an impromptu lunch on a sunny day. Others saw a much-needed break in the daily routine… fresh air, laughter, conversations with friends and coworkers. Charles saw none of that.   He saw … Continue reading

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Trembling

Industrial sounds echoed across the sound of water. I couldn’t tell how far away I was from either of the sounds.  Throbbing pain on the left side of my head made me feel around for something to hold onto.  I … Continue reading

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Changes

  Closing time.   Martha thought this was the saddest time of the year.  It was the end of early morning walks on the beach, searching for shells and sea glass.  It was the end of carefree summer days, reading under … Continue reading

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It Soothes the Savage Beast

  Huddled together, a hundred inmates sat cross legged with chains connecting their wrists.  The hot sun scorched the ground and concrete and the men became uneasy, agitated.  Guards with billyclubs and badges reflecting the heat paced around the mob. Suddenly shouting … Continue reading

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Lost in Madison Woods

I stumble.  I fall.  Gnats and flies and mosquitoes buzz around my head.  My arms and legs resemble a pepperoni pizza.   I would give anything for a pepperoni pizza at this point. Or just a glass of water.  I squint … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneer: The Letter

Friday Fictioneers… A 100 word story with a beginning, middle, and end that follows a weekly photo prompt.  Read on…..   Dearest Claudie,       As your dearest and oldest friend, I write this letter with love.  It distresses me … Continue reading

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Regret

The boys slowly  approached the archway. “You sure this is the right portal?”  asked Jimmy. “We followed the map;  it’s got to be the right one,” insisted Ben. Nate didn’t say a word, glancing at the bicycles parked nearby. Something … Continue reading

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Her Life’s Work

Valaria worked into the night sewing the tiny beads on a gown that would be worn by the future queen. For over 50 years,  her sewing skills were legend throughout the country. “Val!  Come to bed.  The light will be … Continue reading

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Where Am I?

    The last thing she saw was the colorful, wispy decorations gently swaying in the breeze.   When she awoke, it was dark.  She felt around in the dark for her purse, but  found dry, itchy, straw.  The smells … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneer

  “Andy!” “Andy!  Game over…. come out.  It’s going to be dark soon.  We need to head back to the car.” Impatience, irritation, and a bit of alarm filled my mind and my voice. “Andy, please.   This is not … Continue reading

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