A GOOD SLEEPER by Keith Jenereaux

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A GOOD SLEEPERby Keith Jenereaux     The condensation that crept from the bottom of the window was high enough to hide the small front yard from Holly. Any other time she would have wiped it clear...

DEATH ENTERS THE ROOM by Elaine Rosenberg Miller

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DEATH ENTERS THE ROOMBy Elaine Rosenberg Miller “Did you hear that?”“What?” he said, his voice muffled by a pillow. The children were finally asleep. They followed a nightly ritual. She would tell them stories, sing to...

DAGGER by Maureen Grace

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DAGGERby Maureen Grace “Ohhh,” he cried quietly, so as not to scare off the passers by; their handouts had allowed him to eek out the barest of succor for (could it really be?) twenty-seven years. He...

DROP OUT by Raymond Tatten

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DROP OUTBy Raymond Tatten  A lazy ceiling fan coaxed May morning air past a wall portrait of President LBJ and through the crowded room as two marines looked up from clerk-sized desks.“Tatten? Major Williams is...

OUR BILLY by Tom Lakin

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OUR BILLYBy Tom Lakin First, we found out what had happened. “Did you hear?” we asked, across marble countertops and in oak-paneled studies and through the open windows of cars, morning cold pouring in and...

WHITE FLAG by Jesse Kemmerer

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WHITE FLAGBy Jesse Kemmerer Bootsie had been washing dishes in the kitchen when he first saw it – a white piece of something tied to a tree in the woods behind the house. It had...

A GIANT by William Pruitt

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GIANTby William Pruitt  A boy looked at himself in the mirror. He made a face to scare himself.            He went out into the woods. He shouted a made-up word. He ran back to his house,...

THAT SWEET YOUNG “THANG” by John Richmond

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THAT SWEET YOUNG ‘THANG’by John Richmond They didn’t go looking for anything, no, they just wanted to listen to some good music, but the moment she walked in the door- everything changed.            Their decision to go...

THE TROUBLE WITH BOREDOM by Melanie A. Doan

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THE TROUBLE WITH BOREDOMBy Melanie A. Doan Marty looks at me over the rims of his aviators, which are held together by a piece of Scotch tape in the middle. “So, how exactly do you...

ABBY’S GOODBYE by Sharon Frame Gay

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ABBY'S GOODBYEBy Sharon Frame Gay Abby saw the news on Facebook. Todd Conway died last night. The funeral will be held Saturday at The Church of the Woods in Deer Ridge. In lieu of flowers,...