Good Old Bobby

Good Old Bobby

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Good old Bobby was usually a happy drunk, but every once in a while, he’d get all salty about one thing or another. Then it was a whole new ball of wax, especially if he got his dander up about something and…

Uncle Frank, the Boxer

Uncle Frank, the Boxer

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My uncle Frank was quite the character. He wasn’t too nice to look at, but boy, did he have stories galore. Us kids loved to sit at his feet whenever we all gathered at Grandma’s house to listen to him talk. It…

Jacob: Friendship (Short Story)

Jacob: Friendship (Short Story)

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“Follow me!” Jacob whispered, waving his hand at his friend. “Come on! Hurry and be quiet!” He turned and squeezed himself between the rusty old plow and the faded, leaning barn in his Grandma’s back pasture. “I can’t fit!” Gretchen was trying…

Old Habits Never Die

Old Habits Never Die

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Janice gritted her teeth as her husband continued with his annoying habit of sucking on his teeth. Her head tilted to the side as she tried not to cringe at the sound for the thousandth time. ‘My god!’ she thought to herself,…

Like a Moth…

Like a Moth…

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He had always felt drawn to her, a pulling that he couldn’t resist. Like a moth to a flame. He loved her hair, it was like silk under his fingers. He could spend hours running his fingers or a brush through her…

Painting Grandpa

Painting Grandpa

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Sally knew that red and blue were primary colors. Her teacher thought she didn’t, but she absolutely did. Sally started to get frustrated with how many times her teacher repeated the same things over and over. Did she think they were idiots,…

To Catch a Killer

To Catch a Killer

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Sweet Ma did not confirm or deny. “Keep the rest of your group ignorant of your activities,” she cautioned. “The other girls will just be jealous and you know how vindictive they can be.” The old woman visibly shuddered, “No, my dear,…