Fiction - Year II - Number 7 - Volume I - June 2017

    SANCTUARY – By Heide Arbitter

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    SANCTUARYBy Heide Arbitter They took the birds away.  That was the last hint.  They were unattractive birds, loud and sad looking, with feathers plucked bloody and wings hanging helplessly....

    OBIT – By Marc Simon

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    OBITBy Marc Simon I never read the obituaries, but last Thursday was an exception.   For some reason, they were mixed in at the end of the sports section.  I...

    THE COMEBACKS – By Monique Gagnon German

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    THE COMEBACKSBy Monique Gagnon German By the time she’s 10, Cami knows the main trails in and out of Grampy’s woods pretty well, even though they span more than...

    WAITING FOR JACK – By Melanie Simms

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    WAITING FOR JACKBy Melanie Simms  I used to be romance novel junkie.  Love was all I lived for. I lived off Harlequin romancebooks and believed that love was forever.Prince...

    SUPERMARKET PAPERBACK – By Mike Dorman

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    SUPERMARKET PAPERBACKBy Mike Dorman            Fifty miles west of Bloomington lies Hillsboro, a monument to middle-class malaise.  A fifteen-mile break from the real world, a stucco strip mall oasis...

    HE STOPPED – By Harlan Yarbrough

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    HE STOPPEDBy Harlan Yarbrough In the four years I spent tracking Brian Jacobsen, my opinion regarding his whereabouts reversed itself several times.  Although I didn’t know him personally, several...

    THE ROME CLUB – By Leah Sackett

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    THE ROME CLUBBy Leah Sackett There were six of them, each there for the same reason: Big Mike, Vince, Joe, Tommy, Sal, and Frank. The Rome Club was an...

    HOW THE FIRE STARTED – By Melissa DosSantos Sullivan

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    HOW THE FIRE STARTEDBy Melissa DosSantos Sullivan  Marian kept the pills in an old sugar bowl on the top of the refrigerator her mother had bought new in 1948....

    THE DESERT SWALLOWS THE RIVER – By Krista Diamond

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    THE DESERT SWALLOWS THE RIVERBy Krista Diamond   The waitress at the empty diner in Sanderson had fake nails on her fingers and a gun on her hip. I sat...

    SACRED GEOMETRY FOR ARIEL V – By Alex R. Encomienda

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    SACRED GEOMETRY FOR ARIEL VBy Alex R. Encomienda Sometimes life told stories in strange cases and the complexity of its subject was overlooked despite the story having a solid...