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Fiction - Year III - Number 12 - April 2018

    GOOGLE MAPS by Harry Groome

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    GOOGLE MAPSby Harry Groom The Gardiners, along with Roger Anderson and Dorothy Vaux, had gotten hopelessly lost on their way to the party and swore that on the way home they’d use the GPS like...

    THE MIRACLE OF ESTELLE by Joram Piatigorsky

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    THE MIRACLE OF ESTELLEby Joram Piatigorsky For the third time in a row Benjamin didn’t have a single matching pair in the cards he held in his hands. His frustration doubled when Estelle flashed her...

    ‘TIS A PUZZLE by Mary Ann Presman

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    TIS A PUZZLEBy Mary Ann Presman Linda got up from the kitchen table and took her cereal bowl to the sink to rinse it before putting it in the dishwasher. She glanced over at Russell,...

    DON’T WANT MUCH by Thomas Elson

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    DON’T WANT MUCHby Thomas Elson This story happened over forty years ago, and reforms have eliminated its recurrence. The media would expose it. No one would tolerate it. We are in a new era of...

    VICISSITUDE by James Tucker

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    VICISSITUDEby James Tucker      “You can’t miss the giant weeping beech in the back yard”. Those are the last of the directions the landlord gave me. He was not wrong.The tree is a colossus demanding...

    THE CREEDE CONUNDRUM by Mari Wise

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    THE CREEDE CONUNDRUMby Mari Wise It’s been eight months since I have seen my family and it’s about time I got back to them. The stresses of life smothered me again, but this time I...

    TERRIBLE BLUE by Peter Hoppock

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        TERRIBLE BLUEBy Peter Hoppock    The pure blue sky peals in Barton’s ears like a single note from a church organ; harsh and unrelenting enough to shatter the thick glass of the picture window of his...

    THE HOUSE ON EAST ORANGE STREET by Toni Morgan

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    THE HOUSE ON EAST ORANGE STREETBy Toni Morgan Homer and Naomi lived in the house on East Orange Street fifty-seven years, forty of them Homer going off to work at the San Pedro docks each...

    THE BLACK DEATH OF HAPPY HAVEN by A. Elizabeth Herting

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    THE BLACK DEATH OF HAPPY HAVENby  A. Elizabeth Herting The residents of the Happy Haven Retirement Community had no idea where the cat came from, just that he had been living there for as long...

    SATISFACTION by Lisa Lopez Snyder

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    SATISFACTIONBy Lisa Lopez Snyder Logan slumped in the funk of his futon, PBR in hand, and looked over at the glistening tank. Funny how they moved, he thought, as he watched his goldfish flit about...