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Fiction - Year III - Number 14 - July 2018

    COLLEGE TOWN by Jeff Kulik

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    COLLEGE TOWNby Jeffrey Kulik It’s hot today, and as I look up at the sun I feel a bead of sweat rolling down the back of my neck.  It...

    FILADELPHIA by D. Matt McGowan

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    FILADELPHIAby Matt McGowan   The way people talk about it just makes it worse. Taboo but titillating. Cheap excitement at the expense of others. Voyeurism dressed up as outrage.The husbands decided to go golfing....

    TRADIO by Richard Luftig

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    TRADIOby Richard Luftig I stubbed out my tenth Winston of the morning. Thank God we were nearing the end of the show.            “We’re back,” I said, feigning enthusiasm.  “Time...

    HOW YOU RIDE IT! By Dave Barrett

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    HOW YOU RIDE IT(Chp. 16 of Gone Alaska)by Dave Barrett       That evening, towards eight o’ clock, Swanson slipped out back and announced a change of plans.     “Haul in the...

    THRIFT SHOP SWAN by Terry Sanville

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    THRIFT SHOP SWANby Terry Sanville Eugene folded his umbrella, stomped on the welcome mat, then entered the Goodwill Store.The floor manager, Mingo, motioned him over. “If I were you,...

    AFTER THE MARTYRS by Brenna Carroll

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    AFTER THE MARTYRSby Brenna Carroll  Is this blood, or is it wine? Am I damned or am I divine?            The wild wind whistled through her nostrils, warming itself for...

    DEATH ENTERS THE ROOM by Elaine Rosenberg Miller

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    DEATH ENTERS THE ROOMBy Elaine Rosenberg Miller “Did you hear that?”“What?” he said, his voice muffled by a pillow. The children were finally asleep. They followed...

    A GUEST AT THE CLUB by Henry Simpson

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    A GUEST AT THE CLUBby Henry Simpson “That was a delightful performance, counselor,” said a man with a voice that easily pierced the sound and fury of the courthouse...

    BETWEEN THE SHADOW AND THE SOUL by Bhavika Sicka

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    BETWEEN THE SHADOWAND THE SOULby Bhavika Sicka    Shafiq stood overlooking the sprawling concrete wilderness that was Old City. The day was closing, and the muezzin's call to prayer could be heard wafting across...

    OUR SALLY by Ruth Deming

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    OUR  SALLYby Ruth Deming  Over the years, The Newman Girls followed the fortunes of their next door neighbors in Shaker Heights, the fashionable suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. It was...