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

    HOUSEPLANT FUNERALS – By Robert Keast

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    HOUSEPLANT FUNERALSBy Robert Keast “Would bagpipes be possible?” Mrs. Stewart asked.“Of course.”“You could arrange that?”“Certainly,” I said.And I can. Honoring such requests is what I am called to do.“Could it be someone who knows ‘Amazing...

    THE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLAR SUIT – By Linda Boroff

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    The Hundred Thousand Dollar SuitBy Linda Boroff  “I wish the Asteroid would just put us out of our misery already,” David said, raising his arms to beckon the night sky outside my door. “Come, come.”...

    A RUSSIAN STORY – By Steven Pelcman

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    A RUSSIAN STORYBy Steven Pelcman Masha wasn’t a beautiful woman but she had an inner beauty and she made a man feel good because she was strong, able to look into your eyes and speak...

    THE STORY-GATHERER’S CAIQUE VOYAGE – By Alexandros Plasatis

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    THE STORY-GATHERER’S CAIQUE VOYAGEBy Alexandros Plasatis  The Egyptian fisherman with the sliced-off arm finished telling his story to Angie and they looked out to the sea for a little while. She washed his beer glass,...

    THE NIGHTMARE THAT NEVER SLEEPS – By Michael Neary

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    THE NIGHTMARE THAT NEVER SLEEPSBy Michael Neary The nightmare materialized once more when Noor awoke from her dreams.The yellow walls were shaking and the floors were trembling.  Noor sat up quickly and looked desperately around....

    THE BLOSSOM-WATCHERS – By David Vardeman

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    THE BLOSSOM-WATCHERSBy David Vardeman Mr. King’s son married Mr. Feinmann’s daughter.  “We should get married too,” Mr. Feinmann said to Mr. King.“Do you mean to each other?”“I was thinking more of ladies.”“Oh, of course,” Mr....

    EN ROUTE TO GRAUMAN’S – By Sarah Archer Moulton

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    GUZZLEDBy Jonathan B. Ferrini Imagine finding a diamond embedded in the ground. You pull it from the earth and although the diamond glistens, you’re repulsed by the insects scurrying around under it. Like the insects,...

    THE MONEY CHANGERS – By James Santore

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    THE MONEY CHANGERSBy James Santore 1It was morning time in South Lymon, Ohio and there were fourteen men standing in front of a house. The grass on the front lawn was long and patchy and...

    PILLOW TALK – By Jerry Johnson

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    PILLOW TALK By Jerry Johnson "For the rain it raineth every day."   - from Twelfth Night, by William Shakespeare GREG AND HOLLY“Greg?”“What?”“Aren’t you asleep?”“No, I’m not asleep. I was watching the Moon through the window. And watching you...