Fiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTION by Mark Kaye

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    A PITSTOP ON THE ROAD TO REDEMPTIONby Mark Kaye In the centre of the town square stood a fountain in the middle of which was a statue of a giant conch adorned with twisted ivy...

    STAY by Mariana Sabino

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    STAYby Mariana Sabino As I stood outside the house, a bottled-down stillness came over me. I caught a strong whiff of mold – sweetened somehow. Soon enough, the door swung open and out came my...

    OUR LAST MONTHS by Judith Helen Goode

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    OUR LAST MONTHSby Judith Helen Goode My wife is dying of cancer.We have been together thirty years and stayed in love for all of them. We share ideas, politics, world view, sex, fun, family. Have...

    THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATS by Michael Walker

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    THE RETURN OF THE TUNNEL RATSby Michael S. Walker It was in Great Vale Park that I last saw George Oliver.He was a drummer. He had been the drummer in a punk band I had...

    EROSA by Whitney Judd

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    EROSAby Whitney Judd "Damn you, Erosa, for ever coming into my life!""Shii, poor little boy."  It was a crawling sneer and spoken slowly, and it ate up everything.  "Pobrecito garcon, you be back. Always you...

    FEVER by James Christon

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    FEVERby James Christon 1. InsideThe wood panelling denotes how old the world is around him. How history resides in the classrooms like bottomless pits found by scuba divers. Dan takes a deep breath and unwillingly ingests...

    EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TIN by Bari Hein

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    EVERYTHING TASTES LIKE TINby Bari Hein Wherever Joe’s youngest son goes, trouble follows.His older two, Jacob and Luke, managed to grow up without breaking a single bone between them. Matthew, on the other hand, broke...

    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROS by Janet Barrow

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    EL SEÑOR DE LOS MILAGROSby Janet Barrow Señor Arellano walked slowly along Jiron Junín, his cane tapping nervously against the ground. The streets, a hive of agitated activity less than an hour before, were now...

    THE COLDNESS OF PEARLS by Deirdre Barragry

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    THE COLDNESS OF PEARLSby Deirdre Barragry Harry was so punctual he might have been mistaken for someone who wanted to be there. Twenty minutes early, as if about to interview for the position of a...

    ON THE WAY TO FLORIDA by Thomas Genevieve

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    ON THE WAY TO FLORIDAby Thomas Genevieve Holly knew Keith would blast the air conditioning the entire trip, and he did. Smiling, she pulled the sweatshirt she brought in anticipation over her head. There was...