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Category: Short Story
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Mulberry House by Will Sheets
It was spring when the stranger found me. I watched him as he stumbled over the roots of the great oaks that had grown to obscure the once-pristine path that led to my gate. I couldnβt help but stare. I hadnβt seen one of his kind since Lord Asenger and…
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Rats by Vee Weeks
βCarmella, come here,β Mama said through gritted teeth as I scooted to the other side of the sofa as fast as I could. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β My bare feet hit the floor and I was so close to getting up and running out of the living room, but Mama grabbed the sleeve…
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Bride Price by Huina Zheng
When Kun drove his BMW to his girlfriend Yanβs home to propose a marriage, Yan said, βPark the car here and weβll walk to my parentsβ house. I told them we would take the high-speed train. Donβt tell them you have a car, or theyβll make you pay more.β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β …
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Sculpted by Victoria Male
βSo, you’re the so-called βexcellent supplicantβ of mine who called me a bitch then vomited in my temple.β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Pygmalia scrambled to her knees and pressed her head to the floor, internally cursing herself regarding its dusty state. In Pygβs defense, she had not expected the goddess of love and…
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The Taxi Driver by Alexandra Carcel
The woman on the street corner looked just like his mother. He stared at her, watching as she slipped around the corner, skirt swishing around her ankles. He blinked, and she was gone. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β The doctor shook himself and looked at his watch. If he didnβt catch a taxi soon,…
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Drowning by Jim Bates
βYou kids be careful,β my aunt called to us as we raced out the door. βIβll be down in a minute after I finishβ¦β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β My guess was that she was going to say, βAfter I finish taking the last tray of cookies out of the oven.β But my brother…
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Redemption by Daniel Norman
My life changed after I punched a fourteen-year-old kid in the noseβunderstandably. When I did it, I was a 39 year old father of two, former Air Force, and an airline pilot. Now, after I busted Karlβs nose and cheek bone, Iβm 41, an ex-con, and a bartender in a…
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Romantique by Jonathan B. Ferrini
βI live in a world of spring showers of acrylic and watercolor droplets painting the score on the pavement of a Chopin Nocturne.β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β These were the last words my brother said to me ten years ago at dadβs funeral. I welcomed the opportunity to see him and express my…
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Freedom by Gretchen Gossett
I often wonder if Azari wouldβve been okay if Iβd kept my secret to myself. Maybe she wouldβve gone home to her parents, settled for a husband sheβd learn to love. When I first saw Azari strutting across campus in her platform heels, low cut blouse, and miniskirt that revealed…