Tag: short story
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The Meltdown
–A Short (Somewhat Graphic) Novel– Oliver’s head sunk low. Really low. He held onto it tight as if the only thing keeping it intact was his hands. He’d completely forgotten that a few clients were still lingering in the gym, and they heard him cry out. “I’m such a failure!” The room fell silent. Quietly……
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P.I. Jane
I’ve been in Portville for 48 hours now, and I’ve spoken with every member of the ladies auxiliary club – and several of the town’s anti-club citizens as well. The only thing that I can say at this point, with complete certainty, is… “These people are nuts!” I wouldn’t blame Yvonne one iota if she…
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The Main Suspect
Oh wow. I cannot believe this. Ingrid came by Leo’s and told me that Deborah’s flying in. What a trip. I haven’t seen that dame in years. Seems the Portville “busybodies club” has it in for Ingrid, and she’s enlisted the help of our dear old friend, or should I say Madam, DeeDee DuBois. That’s…
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The Pastry Chef
I’m so furious! Bernadette told me what Ingrid said… that I’m a suspect in Yvonne’s disappearance? Why!? Because I’ve been taking sweets to Jimmy? That’s rubbish. I’m sure she failed to mention that I am a pastry chef. That’s right. I own the County’s prize winning bakery, and I deliver my delicious treats to a…
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Another side of the Story
Megalomaniac. That’s Ingrid for you. She always has to be in control. It’s gotten worse since Yvonne disappeared. Some of us call her Ingrid “Holmes” Meister, because she thinks she’s “Sherlock” or something. We’re all worried about Yvonne, mind you, and we want to find her as much as everyone else, but wouldn’t it be better…
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The Companion
A Short Story. After years of preparation, she was ready. The ‘perfect’ companion that she had always dreamed of would finally come to life. She wheeled the gurney into the laboratory, moving carefully to avoid a tangle of wires that littered the floor. Secluded in the east wing of her abandoned home, she kept the…
a sprinkle of faith 