Fiction - Year V - Number 28 - September 2019

    WENDA by John Kaufmann

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    WENDAby John Kaufmann About two-and-a-half or three years after I bought my first park, I got a call from a woman who I will call Wenda.  Wenda was maybe sixty years old.  She had grown...

    DAILY BREAD by Stan Dryer

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    DAILY BREADby Stan Dryer On a January morning over a year ago I came into my Clinic an hour before opening time, in hopes of getting through some paperwork before my first client arrived. The...

    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 missed the salt trucks.” Peyton was...

    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 guitar, something vintage, or the...

    A PLACE TO BE by David Metz

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    A PLACE TO BEby David C. Metz His brother’s grave was in the northwest corner of the cemetery and after they’d finished loading the equipment, Randy paid his respects. That’s how he described it to...

    THE PLATE by Susie Gharib

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    THE PLATEby Susie Gharib She had brought nothing with her to that shabby shrine, meant to heal but only aggravating her ill feeling. They had commercialized death itself. She thought of florists, candle shops and...

    EULOGY by James P. Johnson

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    EULOGYby James P. Johnson Being his best friend in school, his family had asked me to deliver Peg-leg Pete’s --- Edward Kowalski’s --- eulogy.We’d first met in Kindergarten in 1952. He would’ve entered school when...

    RELIEF by Edward Lee

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    RELIEFBy  Edward Lee         She is unable to think of a different word to describe how she feels, a more sympathetic word, one that doesn’t sound so unkind, mercenary. So, solely to herself, silently, almost like...

    THE FACE OF NEED by Joe Ponepinto

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    THE FACE OF NEEDby Joe Ponepinto At the charity dinner, the city’s wealth was like a fragrance, subtle and sweet. As she breathed it in she began to have a vision of an altered future....

    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441 by R. W. Haynes

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    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441By R.W. Haynes OK, here’s the story.The setting is a semi-rural 7-11 type store. There’s a kind of lean and hungry lookin, raggedy, kind of dirty character, walking through the parkin'...