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Fiction - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

    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...

    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,...

    FLICKERS OF LIGHT by Hina Ahmed

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    FLICKERS OF LIGHTBy Hina Ahmed “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.”       ---MaryAnne Williamson April...

    THE DAY THE RICHEST POLE DIED by Ewa Mazierska

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    THE DAY THE RICHEST POLE DIEDby Ewa Mazierska The Rs. lived in the last house on our road, in central, yet rural and god-forsaken Poland. One hundred metres north from them was a statue of...

    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...

    THE CHOICE by Zia Marshall

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    THE CHOICEBy Zia Marshall Kaira stood at the edge of the water, watching the frothy waves as they swept over her bare feet before receding into the distant ocean. The waves danced over her feet,...

    THE KIND SOUL HE IS by Barbara Bottner

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    THE KIND SOUL HE ISby Barbara Bottner “We’re not putting Boomer down,” says Dan, rushing after his morning shower. Our chocolate lab, Boomer, as if he were fluent in Death, sidles up to him, snuggles...

    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,...

    OUT OF TUNE by Annina Lavee

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    OUT OF TUNEBy Annina Lavee We’d all agreed; we’d all emailed; we’d all seen the photos online. We gathered in Ville Pieve a small village outside of Lucca, Italy at a five-hundred-year old villa in...