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Fiction - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

    THE VISITS by David Massey

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    THE VISITSBy David Massey They drove deeper into the country, up and down hills, through pine and scrub forests on both sides of the highway, until they came to the dirt road that left the...

    DROP OUT by Raymond Tatten

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    DROP OUTBy Raymond Tatten  A lazy ceiling fan coaxed May morning air past a wall portrait of President LBJ and through the crowded room as two marines looked up from clerk-sized desks.“Tatten? Major Williams is...

    OUR BILLY by Tom Lakin

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    OUR BILLYBy Tom Lakin First, we found out what had happened. “Did you hear?” we asked, across marble countertops and in oak-paneled studies and through the open windows of cars, morning cold pouring in and...

    WHITE FLAG by Jesse Kemmerer

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    WHITE FLAGBy Jesse Kemmerer Bootsie had been washing dishes in the kitchen when he first saw it – a white piece of something tied to a tree in the woods behind the house. It had...

    A GIANT by William Pruitt

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    GIANTby William Pruitt  A boy looked at himself in the mirror. He made a face to scare himself.            He went out into the woods. He shouted a made-up word. He ran back to his house,...

    THAT SWEET YOUNG “THANG” by John Richmond

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    THAT SWEET YOUNG ‘THANG’by John Richmond They didn’t go looking for anything, no, they just wanted to listen to some good music, but the moment she walked in the door- everything changed.            Their decision to go...

    THE TROUBLE WITH BOREDOM by Melanie A. Doan

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    THE TROUBLE WITH BOREDOMBy Melanie A. Doan Marty looks at me over the rims of his aviators, which are held together by a piece of Scotch tape in the middle. “So, how exactly do you...

    ABBY’S GOODBYE by Sharon Frame Gay

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    ABBY'S GOODBYEBy Sharon Frame Gay Abby saw the news on Facebook. Todd Conway died last night. The funeral will be held Saturday at The Church of the Woods in Deer Ridge. In lieu of flowers,...

    OUT OF TUNE by Annina Lavee

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    OUT OF TUNEBy Annina Lavee We’d all agreed; we’d all emailed; we’d all seen the photos online. We gathered in Ville Pieve a small village outside of Lucca, Italy at a five-hundred-year old villa in...

    THE CHOICE by Zia Marshall

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    THE CHOICEBy Zia Marshall Kaira stood at the edge of the water, watching the frothy waves as they swept over her bare feet before receding into the distant ocean. The waves danced over her feet,...