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Fiction - Year V - Number 31 - December 2019

    MADE TO DECAY by Tom O’Brien

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    MADE TO DECAYby Tom O'Brien Hugh sat on a bench in Cavendish Square Park, hearing a police siren wail along nearby Oxford St. The crumbling statue of the Duke...

    DO YOU DO HITS? By James Hanna

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    DO YOU DO HITS? by James Hanna I am a magnet for strangers. They approach me in airports, subways, and bars, and they tell me their...

    INSIDE OUTSIDE by Geoffrey Heptonstall

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    INSIDE OUTSIDE                                                                              By Geoffrey Heptonstall She had not expected it to happen.It was no use calling out to ask who was there, although it was obvious that someone was...

    THE DAY IT ALMOST SNOWED by Richard Risemberg

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    THE DAY IT ALMOST SNOWED By Richard Risemberg I think of it as the day it almost snowed. It really did snow, leaving traces for an...

    SOBER RIDER by Michael Hetherton

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    SOBER RIDERby Michael Hetherton They watched them come. Summer monoliths plodding relentlessly toward the city on the plains. The birds silent. In the pre-storm stillness sunlight lit the houses...

    STOOGES IN PARADISE by Louis Gallo

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    STOOGES IN PARADISEBy Louis Gallo Once again we nestle in a luxurious oceanfront condo not one hundred yards from the beach.  In the past it was always Destin, Florida...

    FOR EMILY by R. J. Fox

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    FOR  EMILYby R.J. Fox “Tell Emily I love her.”Her husband’s dying words. His death bed epitaph to Amy, his wife of 25 years.On the heels of not saying a...

    THE EAGLE AND THE RAVEN by Robert Gamer

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    THE EAGLE AND THE RAVENby Robert Gamer   I first laid eyes on her outside the Diamond Intercontinental on Franklin Street in Juneau. A breath taker in looks, she worked...

    IT WAS HIS HABIT TO GO TO BED EARLY by Toni Morgan

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      IT WAS HIS HABIT TO GO TO BED EARLYby Toni Morgan Following a supper of potatoes fried in an iron skillet with two pork chops and three eggs, he carefully scraped his plate...