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Fiction - Year V - Number 28 - September 2019

    FALLING UP by Sandra Gould Ford

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    WOLF BENEATH THE WAVESBy Sandra Gould Ford  The brick-red Jeep Wrangler cruised beside the icy river, kicking up great sprays of snow. The driver, Peyton Granville, said, “Guess we...

    THE FACE OF NEED by Joe Ponepinto

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    THE FACE OF NEEDby Joe Ponepinto At the charity dinner, the city’s wealth was like a fragrance, subtle and sweet. As she breathed it in she began to have...

    PALE ASHES OF BAYONNE by Christopher Marchesano

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    PALE ASHES OF BAYONNE, NEW JERSEYBy Chris Marchesano The last casino I was booted from didn’t even bother asking about my father. No one seemed to notice the other...

    A PLACE TO BE by David Metz

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    A PLACE TO BEby David C. Metz His brother’s grave was in the northwest corner of the cemetery and after they’d finished loading the equipment, Randy paid his respects....

    FOUR DAYS OF RAIN by Anita Haas

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    FOUR DAYS OF RAINBy Anita Haas “I gotta pick up Susi at her grandma’s. Back in an hour. Think you can handle the place on your own that long,...

    SHAME by Harry Ricciardi

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    SHAMEby Harry Ricciardi  In Nelson’s dockyard, Wayne was working.  On the back of some fancy plastic boat, the fitting had broken that held the wire that ran inside the...

    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441 by R. W. Haynes

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    THE FASTEST GUN ON 441By R.W. Haynes OK, here’s the story.The setting is a semi-rural 7-11 type store. There’s a kind of lean and hungry lookin, raggedy, kind of...

    SLEIGHT OF HAND by Rebecca Lee

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    SLEIGHT OF HANDby Rebecca Lee In the light between blinds, my eyes stare into the neighbor's window. All I see is my reflection. Blue eyes, thin face, blond hair...

    PHOTOGRAPHER by Paul Perilli

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    PHOTOGRAPHERBy Paul Perilli  Last month, back from Portugal two days, I went to see a client and after that I hailed a taxi on lower Broadway to take me...

    VALENTINE’S DAY by Christopher Johnson

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    VALENTINE’S DAYby Christopher Johnson Dad was of the World War II generation. The Greatest Generation. Born in 1920, came of age during the Great Depression. Dad wore his body...