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Fiction - Year VI - Number 47 - April 2021

    WEST SIDE HIGHWAY by Leah Erickson

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    When she emerged from the elevator, he was surprised to see that she was alone. Usually she was with her husband, on the way to a book launch or a gallery opening or a...

    IMPACT WINTER by Shaun Polakow

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    IMPACT WINTER By Shaun Polakow The sky was a crime scene without clues, bereft of moon or sun. Casket black and unchanged by time or season it cast the icy tundra below in darkness. The only...

    FRIEDA’S SOLUTION by Lee Grossman

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    Frieda’s Solution Lee Grossman             Frieda was stumped.  All of her plans had come to grief, and her new baby brother was still chirping and slurping away.  She had figured that by now her parents would...

    UNREQUITED BY RULES by Monika R. Martyn

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    Unrequited by Rules The summer afternoon had been punished, and when the sun made its encore appearance amidst the leaving storm clouds, the redeeming blue sky stole the show. Manfred sauntered out into the garden,...

    AS LONG AS THE DEP CAN JOIN THE DOTS by Mike Hickman

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    As Long as the Dep Can Join the Dots By Mike Hickman “So, let me get this straight…” Inspector Crichton said, chewing the end of his pencil and ruffling his candyfloss cloud of white hair. “If...

    FIRST FLOOR PLEASE by Loria Davis

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    1st Floor Please By Loria Davis “Hold the door! Hold the door, please!” she yelled.             No way! After the way Stephanie embarrassed me in our staff meeting, I didn’t want to hold anything for her!  Everyone...

    THE DRIVER by Diandra Daley

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    My hands went white as they gripped tightly around the steering wheel. I leaned my head against it for a moment and pulled back to see sweat covering the horn. The excess dripped from...

    OBSOLESCENCE by Laurence Klavan

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    OBSOLESCENCEby Laurence Klavan It hadn’t been intentional, Cody thought. Had it? He wasn’t self-analytical, a trait he’d inherited from his father, the man he’d “forgotten” to invite to his bachelor party.             Why was that part...

    NED THAYER: OUTDOORSMAN by Ken Post

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    Ned Thayer ~ Outdoorsman ~             The doorbell rang and Ned crutched his way from the sofa, past the granite-countered kitchen island, and into the hallway of his Aspen condo. Before he could get to the...

    THE INTERN by Andrew Eastwick

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    THE INTERN Absinthe first met him at the Palm Sunday Dinner. While the other teenagers sat with each other in the basement parish hall of Holy Trinity Lutheran Church, liberated from their families, Absinthe was stuck...