Category: short stories
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A Game of…
Cat and Mouse. I was six when I moved to Santa Fe, and I hated it. My Aunt Lupe had taken me in – for reasons unknown to me – and my mother and two older brothers remained in Mexico. I missed them terribly. It was hard for me to make friends, due to my…
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The World According to Q
The Story Begins My name is Quentin, but my friends from the nest call me Q. I was named after my father’s great, great, GREAT grandfather. He came to this country from France, and now he’s hailed as a hero in our family. As the story goes, he and his lady friend left Paris to…
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Jazzy Jax
-Barbershop Tales- Chapter 3 “Fly me to the moon… let me play among the stars, And let me see what spring is like… On a-Jupiter and Mars.” Floyd was working on his supply list when he heard the pleasant voice outside, singing one of his favorite old Sinatra tunes. A tall, thin man stood at…
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Hallelujah Henry
-Barbershop Tales- Chapter 2 Floyd had just finished locking up when he heard tapping on the door. “Hold on,” he yelled. The taps turned to thumps, and by the time he reached the door it sounded as though someone was trying to jack hammer their way in. He was greeted by Henry, the gentleman who…
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Amazing Grace
-Barbershop Tales- Chapter 1 “My husband’s having an affair,” Grace mumbled, her eyes fixated on the floor. A single tear slid down her cheek as she clicked her sandals together – shaking off remnants of freshly cut hair that had managed to land between her toes. Grace was one of Floyd’s first clients and she…
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Floyd’s Place
-Barbershop Tales- Prologue Secrets were never safe in the town of Jagger Hills. Gossip traveled so fast that the phone lines buzzed. Tourists – who didn’t know any better – would often duck and run, believing that a swarm of bees was overhead. Then, after a while, people got tired, or hurt, or just plain angry,…
a sprinkle of faith 