She couldn’t speak. Clouds painted the sky puff and cotton. She couldn’t tell him. No pen, no signs learned yet.
She pointed, hoping he’d understand.
He pattered her on the head. Unintentionally patronizing, his sweetness tasted sour. She forgave his obliviousness. He tried to be the perfect husband. In sickness and health, and all that.
She wanted to [...]
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Jace is a cool name. Wish I had it.
My name is lame. Bob. Not Robert, but Bob. My folks were real genius. Hand them a squirming baby, and they name him the first thing that comes to mind. I won’t tell you why they thought of Bob. I’m not yellow, square, or squishy. Ask them [...]
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Frayed seams haunted Rosie’s best efforts. Nothing worked.
“I am so going to fail,” she shouted.
Her mom came into the kitchen and fingered the mangled material.
“I’m sorry, but I really can’t help you.”
Rosie buried her face in the pile of scraps and loose thread. She wished the entire project would disappear. It would be easier than [...]
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The Candle of Life sputtered. Then it died. Lavender wax congealed around the cooling wick.
Novice Kolstem clapped hands to mouth to block a scream. He looked to the black candle on the other wall. It remained dark.
Kolstem dug through the pockets in his robe. He found the spark maker and held it over the Candle [...]
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I won a Lobster Gram from WGN radio. How funny… winning lobster in Chicago.
I won this twice before and always got the frozen tails. This time, we ordered the live lobsters while on vacation at a New England beach house. Why buy from the wharf when we could get them free? Besides, we thought our [...]
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Big Surly flops into the captain’s chair. The crew doesn’t need to acknowledge him. Their role is to get the ship to Space Dock come hell or black holes.
Customs swarms their approach.
Big Surly sweats. This load is legal, but he has a reputation. All the warrants are suspended for the duration of this mission. Crewmates [...]
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Music blows me away. Towers of noise shake my cells. I look to my right. He’s a blur, shaking with sound. The chick beyond him. The old guy past her. They all shake.
My hand wavers. I look to the stage. The band plays double, triple. Guitar strings glow neon waves. The crowd screams. More! No [...]
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