Fiction - Year III - Number 11 - January 2018

    SOMEDAY I’LL BE PRESIDENT by Daniel White

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    SOMEDAY I’LL BE PRESIDENTby D.S. White    What to do? What to do? That was the question.Today we would graduate together, Michael, Charles, Tony and I. All gentlemen. Scholars, maybe. Learned, to a degree. Admired by...

    DAMAGE COLLATERAL by Susannah Luthi

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    DAMAGE COLLATERALby Susannah Louise part i We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure...

    THE SALVATION OF JOHN AMBERT by Kenneth Vanderbeek

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    THE SALVATION OF JOHN AMBERTby Kenneth Vanderbeek “We live in a challenged world, where the lion is devouring the lamb.”The Reverend John Ambert put his sermon down for a moment to reflect. Except for his...

    SOMEDAY I’LL BE PRESIDENT by Daniel White

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    SOMEDAY I’LL BE PRESIDENTby D.S. White What to do? What to do? That was the question.Today we would graduate together, Michael, Charles, Tony and I. All gentlemen. Scholars, maybe. Learned, to a degree. Admired by...

    A KIND GESTURE by Anthony Saunders

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    A KIND GESTUREby Anthony Saunders  It was a dark night, like the others he’d experienced before it. He was always walking but never knew why, he had a great life, ton of money but one...

    WELL DONE BOO BOO by Kathryn Merriam

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    WELL DONE BOO BOOby Kathryn Merriam  Five years. It has only been five years, and so much has happened in those five years.I would not trade him for the world. He is so precious. There...

    THE CELLAR by Laura Solomon

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    THE CELLARBy Laura Solomon When we found Sam he weighed only 14 kilos and was nonverbal.  It was very difficult to communicate with him.  If you got too close to him he would bite.  I...

    HEARTWOOD by Maryetta Ackenbom

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    HEARTWOODBy Maryetta Ackenbom Andy leaned back in his comfortable lawn chair. “Do you remember?” He turned to Sue, sitting beside him. “We were only 15, but already deeply in love. We would wander through that...

    DREGS by Jessica Ciosek

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    DREGSby Jessica Ciosek  “You know,” she said, twisting her feet for a 360 view, “I think I could kick your ass in these boots.”  She smiled when she said it, sly and baiting. I nodded, standing...