Fiction - Year V - Number 32 - January 2020

    TELL HER by Denise Cloutier

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    TELL HERby Denis Cloutier Ellen had been married to Richard Miller for twenty years and three months on the day he died.  He’d been losing his battle with cancer for the better part of a...

    OH MADELINE by Lynn Dowless

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    OH MADELINEby Lynn Dowless       The rhythmic melody of the seductive sirens' whispering chant rode upon the midday wind. Inviting, enticing, hexing, seizing hold of mortal mind, invading the very heart, and capturing the very...

    MY ROOM IN SAVILLE by Peter Fraser

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    MY ROOM IN SAVILLEby Peter Fraser Six hours on the highway brought me back into Spain from Lisbon. How can you get tired, just sitting in a bus, staring out a window? It’s not possible....

    TWO CANES by Terry Sanville

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    TWO CANESby Terry Sanville At a little after nine in the morning, Douglas stepped off the bus and hobbled along the sidewalk to the Pacific Grove Senior Center. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, they served free...

    COLD WAR GIRL by William R. Stoddart

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    COLD WAR GIRLby William R. Stoddart                It was a long death in a short life. Aunt Tanya died from a proliferation of white blood cells, the end coming just shy of her half-century birthday....

    RETRO – GENESIS 5:24 by Stephen Stratton Moore

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    RETRO-GENESIS 5:24by Stephen Stratton Moore Fairfield County, Ohio 2012 A capricious dance of clouds and low-slanting sunlight brought the field of wild grass to life, turning it from the dull hues of winter into a brilliant,...

    POSSESSED by Andrea Carlisle

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    POSSESSEDby Andrea Carlisle Jane became aware of someone coming up close behind her in the crowded checkout line, so close she could hear breathing. When she turned to look, she saw a pale, thirty-something woman...

    ONE LONG NIGHT by Jay Hookham

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    MY ROOM IN SAVILLEby Peter Fraser Six hours on the highway brought me back into Spain from Lisbon. How can you get tired, just sitting in a bus, staring out a window? It’s not possible....

    LEGEND OF THE MAGIC WOK by Lynn Dowless

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    LEGEND OF THE MAGIC WOKby Lynn Dowless       John Burman was as sporter. The label, sporter, was a euphemism on the phrase, front line soldier, on this new arm of the free born people called, The Patriot's Liberation Front. To...