Fiction - Year IV - Number 20 - January 2019

    THE GODDESS OF KINK by Kayle Nochomovitz

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    THE GODDESS OF KINKby Kayle Nochomovitz She was barely swaying her hips, but she had every guy on the edge of his seat.  Even the bartender had stopped pouring...

    A DUCK ON THE POND by Fred Miller

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    A DUCK ON THE PONDby Fred Miller What, pray tell, could eclipse the satisfaction of a stroll in the park on a summer evening, that is, once the hoi...

    HELPING DAD by Sue Brennan

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    HELPING DADby Sue Brennan The holiday wasn’t going well, and finding out that Dad couldn’t swim after we’d jumped off the boat wasn’t the half of it. Mick and Andy had...

    MOVING by Tali Treece

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    MOVINGby Tali Treece I tie a bandana around my face and Johnny, that’s my husband, he swings me close and pinches my rear and tells me I’m Rosie the...

    THE FEEDING by Tammy Huffman

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    THE FEEDINGby Tammy Huffman His reach fell short.  Just beyond his fingertips.  He wanted the fruit in the highest branches.  Only those apples would do for his seed —...

    ASK ME AGAIN by Andy Spisak

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    ASK ME AGAINby Andy Spisak Leah finished her call with the client and reached into the drawer for her handbag.  She had agreed to meet Doug for lunch at...

    FATHER OF ALL LIES by Jenny Butler

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    FATHER OF ALL LIESby Jenny Butler Deep within dark premonitory dreams, the White Canon is juddering in his sleep. In his dream, the headstone looms large, its name defaced,...

    WHERE THE SPIRALS LEAD by Jenny Hayes

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    WHERE THE SPIRALS LEADby Jenny Hayes We were drinking iced coffee and watching a cheesy talk show with some model whose life had gone from fabulous to tragic and...

    THE BIG MOVE by Maria Frangakis

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    THE BIG MOVEby Maria Frangakis After nine years in San Jacinto, without electricity and indoor plumbing, we were finally leaving. We were moving to la casita hermosa, the beautiful little house, as...

    OTHER PEOPLE by Pavel Sokolov

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    OTHER PEOPLEby Pavel Sokolov Birds took turns singing. As one paused, another would immediately come in. Each of them spoke its own language, not at all concerned about being...