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Fiction - Year V - Number 38 - July 2020

    THE FIREPLACE by Foster Trecost

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    The Fireplace I recall that morning with clarity rarely present in my memories. Fallen leaves chased across frosted grass, their paths directed by an unseen force. Church bells cracked the frozen air, marking...

    AN URBAN STORY by Douglas Canter

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    An Urban Story Margo Price played softly on the radio as Da’Shana and Carol talked about their weeks. “Another glass of Chardonnay?” Carol asked, her blue-green eyes widening, her voice carrying the “a” sound in...

    CAT STORY by Fatemeh Jafari

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    CAT STORY “Be quiet! Now it’s the cat’s turn to ask us questions!” “The cat had not come of its own free will, so it couldn’t be blamed now; it had been grabbed by...

    DESI DINNER PARTY by Mariya Khan

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    DESI DINNER PARTY When your mom says you’re spending Saturday night at Sunnah Auntie’s house, you groan and try to convince her otherwise. Your mom instructs you to pick out a Pakistani outfit. There’s no...

    AT LEAST I KNOW I’M FREE by James Hanna

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    AT LEAST I KNOW I’M FREE by James Hanna In the first week of Trump’s presidency, something unusual happened in Putnamville, Indiana. Sammy Spigot, a garrulous DJ on the local radio station, started playing only one song....

    AN UNCOMFORTABLE RIDE by Jennifer Brewer

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    AN UNCOMFORTABLE RIDE By Jennifer Brewer The cool air blasted into the Town and Country minivan. It was a couple years old now, but I loved my purchase. It fit my family of five, had all...

    ICE CREAM FOR SHERENE by Caleb Coomer

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    ICE CREAM FOR SHERENE Sherene stood on the roof of South Central Bank, where she worked for several years, and thought of her tombstone, envisioning the gray colored “Sherene Turrington”. She hated her name and...

    THE POOR WOMAN AND HER DAUGHTERS by B. Craig Grafton

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    THE POOR WOMAN AND HER DAUGHTERS There once was a very poor unmarried woman by the name of Leticia who had given birth to a second daughter who she named...

    ALL THOSE SECRETS WE SHORED UP by Celine Low

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    All Those Secrets We Shored Up ALL THOSE SECRETS WE SHORED UP She was talking about Damien again. They were sprawled out by the shore in bikinis, Tati in her white lace set, Ruth in...

    THE SERPENT QUEEN by Christina Holbrook

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    “Holy Crap!” Caroline screamed, and scrambled back into the air-conditioned house, slamming shut the sliding glass door to the patio. She should have softened her blasphemy to, say, “Crap!” But in her terrible fright,...