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Fiction – Year V – Number 40 – September 2020

    THE KISS by Debbie Cutler

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    The Kiss Kayla wanted to kiss a man at 12:45 a.m. under the midnight sun during the finale of the fireworks display in Eagle River, Alaska. That was her goal. “It would be sooooooo romantic,” she...

    THE WELFARE CHECK by Tara Flaherty Guy

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    The Welfare Check Joe Harkness stamped his feet outside of his squad car, trying to knock as much of the grey slush from his boots as he could before sliding in.  It was a futile,...

    LOYALTY by Alan Swyer

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    "LOYALTY" "I don't know what in hell you expect from me," Ross Tanner growled as Ackerman entered his Las Vegas office. "Fifteen minutes of your time, plus a few answers." "C'mon, we both know most of these...

    BAD COFFEE by Alicia Young

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    BAD COFFEE By: Alicia Young             Kira twirled her index finger repeatedly around the metal utensil submerged in her caramel latte. She despised the waiting game as much as she despised the beverage, but she remained...

    LONE STAR by Dan Carpenter

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    Lone Star Dan Carpenter "You're here with the conference?" the clerk asked as he paid for his inspirational paperback and his Dentyne. "Al-Anon," he replied, trying to meet her lowered blue-green eyes and instinctively bumping up his...

    DOJOJI by David Massey

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    DOJOJI  By David Massey             I am pacing, like a wild animal in a cage, waiting for Mr. Mason.  He will be carrying a gun, and I expect to die and my whole family, too.  And...

    DON’T TELL by Keith Manos

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    Don't Tell He stands next to my desk and uses this pen with green ink to mark my homework.  I’m so used to the red markings that every other teacher uses, I have to stare...

    SOMETHING ABOUT JULY by Parker Sterni

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    Something About July There's something about July here in the Wickenburg valley, something about the warm desert air it brings in sends the town folks into a frenzy. Of course, they themselves don’t notice it....

    SCHOLARSHIP by Maria Tsirona

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    Here she is, then – sitting across him. In the armchair, in front of his desk. Efstathia. And exactly what he was afraid of, is happening. Because, right now, as the daylight collects its last ribbons...

    THE BEGINNING OF AN END by Max Johansson

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    The Beginning of an End After returning the pamphlet to where it had lain, Johan shouldered on his jacket, slumped down onto the porch and pulled on his leather shoes – tying the final knot,...