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Fiction - Year V - Number 28 - September 2019

    VALENTINE’S DAY by Christopher Johnson

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    VALENTINE’S DAYby Christopher Johnson Dad was of the World War II generation. The Greatest Generation. Born in 1920, came of age during the Great Depression. Dad wore his body...

    THE CAGE by Robert Gamer

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    THE CAGEby Robert Gamer It was to be my way out. Make a little nest egg and jump on a Greyhound going to the east or west coast. I...

    SLEIGHT OF HAND by Rebecca Lee

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    SLEIGHT OF HANDby Rebecca Lee In the light between blinds, my eyes stare into the neighbor's window. All I see is my reflection. Blue eyes, thin face, blond hair...

    HONY by Monika R. Martyn

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    HONYby Monika R. Martyn No matter how often I’ve tried to pinpoint it, it is never a single, definable trigger that unhooks the memory. Sometimes it’s the strum of...

    A TALE OF TWO BIRDS by Max Johansson

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    A TALE OF TWO BIRDSby Max Johansson There was a Tulip tree, older than anyone’s eyes could remember, that stole the valley. The old Tulip tree stood next to...

    SHAME by Harry Ricciardi

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    SHAMEby Harry Ricciardi  In Nelson’s dockyard, Wayne was working.  On the back of some fancy plastic boat, the fitting had broken that held the wire that ran inside the...

    PATRICIDE by Alan Swyer

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    PATRICIDEby Alan Swyer Year after year Tom Campbell longed to trade peddling for creating, a condition he playfully (but privately) claimed owed to "screenplay envy." Even once his heart...

    FALLING UP by Sandra Gould Ford

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    WOLF BENEATH THE WAVESBy Sandra Gould Ford  The brick-red Jeep Wrangler cruised beside the icy river, kicking up great sprays of snow. The driver, Peyton Granville, said, “Guess we...

    PHOTOGRAPHER by Paul Perilli

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    PHOTOGRAPHERBy Paul Perilli  Last month, back from Portugal two days, I went to see a client and after that I hailed a taxi on lower Broadway to take me...

    FOUR DAYS OF RAIN by Anita Haas

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    FOUR DAYS OF RAINBy Anita Haas “I gotta pick up Susi at her grandma’s. Back in an hour. Think you can handle the place on your own that long,...