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Winning Writers' Stories

"The Mission" by Karen E. Williams

To me, a good man was like an endangered species. Hard to find, and there was a penalty for their capture. I looked into the connecting family room and spied a picture of Brian on her coffee table.

“Three years is a long time to be dating with no ring, if you ask me,” I leaned in, taking her hands in mine.

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"Second Chance" by Paulene Turner

        JAKE

I was late for a meeting. It was a big deal with a Japanese company – they don’t like you being late. Then, I got this text message. I looked down just for a second. She must have stepped onto the crossing just then.. Oh, God, can you believe that – late for a meeting?  How fucking stupid. When that cop comes back, I’m turning myself in. I don’t care what happens to me.

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"The Rescue" by Steve Carr

When the couples lay silent and still, allowing their bodies to be fried by the sun and heat, Chester ate bean sprout and tuna sandwiches and drank ice cold bottled water. He watched the woman who swam alone as she gently glided back and forth across the choppy water.

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"Umbilical Noose" by Enya K. Mayne

We strived to be as alike as possible in the meantime. No one wanted to be the evil twin, the fat twin, the ugly twin. We made sure to eat – or not eat – the same amount of food. Keep our rag-doll limbs lank, our collarbones razors, our shoulder blades jutting wings. Neither of us deserved to gorge on Mom’s decadent baking. We would be gone soon enough anyway. Maybe if we dissolved into nothingness, we wouldn’t have to keep stockpiling pills and rope and sharp objects.

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“Younger” By Alyssa N. Vaughn

Ten years later, at our youngest granddaughter’s high school graduation, my husband had a heart attack and died again. The kids and my sister complimented me on how well I was managing to keep it together, how composed I seemed.

I hadn’t forgotten the last time, and although my heart broke, I woke up hesitantly every morning. Discovering that I was alone brought on a strange mixture of relief and renewed mourning.

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"Limerence" by Don O. Noel Jr.

They proved a good team, tackling the project with a will, successful enough that management wanted them to keep at it. They gladly did so, meeting often over lunch, where they could linger because on company business. Their desks were near enough to leave each other notes. They talked about the arts, and discovered shared tastes in books, theater, music.

Somewhere he learned a phrase that described such collaboration: They were office spouses.

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"The Perfect Cup of Coffee" by Linda Lenhoff

It took weeks, no, months, into this relationship before Dave even let me touch the coffee maker, the grinder, all his fancy equipment. Dave’s coffee maker has more buttons on it than anything I’ve ever seen. Two timers, two pots. It’s top of the line. And the grinder is fast: seven point three seconds. Dave times it once a week.

But finally, one Saturday, Dave spent the whole afternoon showing me how to use everything properly—how to measure, how to grind it (not too fine), how to time it. We went over it all slowly, methodically. I really felt close to Dave that day.

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Catherine Greenspan
"Be Kind" by Alexis Cram

Finn sighed and set down his luggage. “Alright Uncle. I’m here. What do you want to show me?”

His uncle was always researching something and ALWAYS showed it to Finn when he thought he was onto a breakthrough. Of course he was always researching things like the key to immortality, proof of the afterlife, ancient “cursed” relics, and other equally ridiculous things. But those were their moments, and Finn wouldn’t trade them for anything.

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"Love in the Wings" by Rebecca Hope

When Kate started dating a guy she’d met on Love-in-the-Wings, I was as thrilled as she was. The two lovebirds made a perfect couple—they were birds of a feather, just as the site advertised. Before long, she was urging me to join so I, too, could find true love at last.

“I’ll register tonight—after the kids are in bed.”

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Catherine Greenspan