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Fiction - Year V - Number 37 - June 2020

    WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR? By Glynn Germany

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    WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR? "I don't need his ideas, okay? Or any old crap full of vacuum tubes and God knows what. I need his face. Not his ideas. And for sure not his mouth....

    TART by Guy Preston

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    Tart Guy Preston The global rankings had been announced the night before and on the day the athletes filed in to the stadium, some floated and some dragged their feet. In their quarters, the athletes had...

    REMEMBER HOW WE WERE by Jonathan Vollinger

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    Remember How We Were by Jonathan Vollinger She’s early today. I get out of bed. I put on my robe and slippers, then I’m moving slowly down the hallway. At the end of the hallway I pass...

    WAVING AT STEVIE WONDER by Ted Larsen

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    Waving at Stevie Wonder By Ted R. Larsen Writing as Amy Bradigan 1 Hal would like to fluff his pillow, but it hurts too much to move. After considering it, he decides an unfluffed pillow will be...

    THE SHORESIDE by Sean Fisher

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    The Shoreside by Sean Fisher Erik stared at the photo, gripped tightly in his hands. The waves violently crashing onto the shore in front of him. A storm was quickly brewing. He brought his eyes up...

    TAKEN FROM THIS WORLD by Alan Berger

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    Taken from This World Johnny just couldn’t do it. All he had to do was go over and shake the kid’s hand and say welcome and things that happened might not have happened at...

    TOGETHER AT LAST by Ruth Deming

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    TOGETHER AT LAST Thud! That’s me, playfully hitting myself in the forehead, wondering why I hadn’t thought of this before. Go and visit her. Go, even if you have to pay someone to drive you...

    LIKE DESCRIBING COLOR TO A BLIND PERSON by Jim Bolone

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    “Put 101.9 on.” The music we listening to no longer interested me and became noise. I preferred my own music; it helped keep me alert, the way it was on the road before losing my...

    THE DYER’S DAY OUT by Nageen Rather

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    THE DYER’S DAY OUT Reclining against the mud-plastered wall, Gulzar Khan’s soft-natured wife Noor opened the copper lid of the samovar and blew a mouthful of air into its chimney. After adding a pinch of...