UNWELCOME VISIT by Shyla Pope

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Rick came home in the middle of a storm. Even the thunder echoing outside her small house couldn't compare to his loud knocking. All he brought was a tattered suitcase and an empty wallet....

INVENTING LAUGHTER by Shari Lane

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The pineapple sat on the counter, contemplating suicide.Wait! Don’t go! I know what you’re thinking: This is ridiculous—pineapples don’t contemplate.I agree wholeheartedly. Why do you think I’m considering ending it all? As far as...

ALTERNATIVE CHOICES by J. L. Higgs

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During our lifetimes, we each encounter countless numbers of people. Most are soon forgotten. But then, there are those like Lindsay.Three years running, my relationship with Jules was beyond the excitement stage. We’d grown...

ONDE AS BALEIAS VÊM MORRER par João Franco

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Lóa acordou com um solitário raio de Sol que bateu no vidro da janela do seu quarto. A casa onde morava com a mãe e o irmão mais novo, estava ainda silenciosa. O pai...

GOING DOWN ON ELVIS PRESLEY by R. Mullin

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There’s something that must be made clear from the beginning, which is that I’m only talking about myself, and my own special circumstances; there’s nothing to generalize here. I well understand we’re all different,...

HIS LOVE MAKES ME BEAUTIFUL by Jake Epstine

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I moved to Los Angeles when I was twenty-nine years old because I was funny. Everyone said so. It was simply a matter of being in the right place before Johnny Carson called me...

ANXIETY CONQUEST by Adam Schmitmeyer

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It began like how it always does for Xavier Back, with the sound of loud, heavy, shallow breathing. The tunnel-visioning that blackened his sight. This was one of his famous panic attacks. Where he...

WHEN SARAH SMILED by Marc Levy

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Most good people go quietly.—Frank Serpico Steven walked briskly up the stairs, signed forms, entered the crowded elevator, strode down the corridor, finally entered a small overheated room. He looked about. Curled up beside Theo...

A CHANGE IN THE TIDE by Katalina Bryant

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Salt tickled my nose from the ocean spray. Coarse sand rubbed against my palms as I leaned back. In the distance, Emelie smiled at me, her wet hair whipping in the wind. I raised...

TUNNEL OF LOVE by Mark Geisel

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The worker pushed down the bar into the couple’s lap locking them in the cart. Michael sat to the left of Shelly. The cart was shaped like a swan, and its size pushed the...