Category: Short Story
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Behind the Walls
It was common knowledge that cats sometimes sit and stare at a nothing. Sorin’s cat had been doing that for hours at a time the last few days, but always with the same span of wall. “What’s up Mister Lemon?” he asked as Sorin finally stopped what he was doing and joined his cat, Mister…
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Pen Pal
There was an hour before lunch. No activities were planned for right now so Sandra just sat by herself in one of the pseudo-living room areas of the care home. The television was on but the sound was off. She ignored it. She didn’t care much for television anyway. It was all superheroes and explosions…
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Starting Over
It was a gloriously bright and sunny day, yet for Shune it might as well have been raining. He wanted to run but he forced himself to walk. He had little choice. His uneven gait was obvious even when he tried to hide it. The cane was also an obvious give away that running was…
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The New Guy: Part 3
Navigating in a straight line was difficult once John was back down on the ground. He kept climbing up other trees and using them to relocate the tree house. More than once he found he’d been turned all the way around and was heading in the opposite direction. It didn’t matter that the sun overhead…
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The New Guy: Part 2
John awoke the next morning to a light rain. He was already pretty wet and cold by the time he realized what was going on. He took shelter beneath a nearby tree to wait out the rain. It wasn’t a perfect shelter since he still got dripped on a plenty but it was better than…
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The New Guy: Part 1
Few people looked forward to Mondays. They usually meant an end to whatever weekend fun you might have been having and a resuming of the drudgery of work or school. Today, however, on this particular Monday, John felt excited. Starting a new job was always a bit nerve wracking but this job looked to be…
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Almost Super
Liev strained with all his might. It wasn’t a muscular effort, but a mental one. Regardless, he was sweating already from the effort. Slowly, as though he were pushing his way through a dense crowd, he lifted off the ground by a few inches. “And he’s up,” one of the scientists in the room remarked…
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Interceptor 245
Interceptor 245 did not awaken. It wasn’t asleep. It didn’t sleep. It simply went from non-being into awareness as it was activated. Although it had never been aware before this moment, it knew almost everything it would ever need to know. Almost everything. Acquiring Target Tracking data poured into its memory and it plotted an…
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Thief
Kazan studied the door in front of him. It was a standard, digital keypad lock, a type he’d seen numerous times before. Behind him, three other men stood by, shifting their weight anxiously. Inwardly, Kazan smiled to himself while outwardly he tinkered with the fake electronic gear he’d brought along. “Just another few seconds,” he…
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Retirement
“Come in,” the calm voice of the receptionist belied the nervousness Sofia felt. “Take a seat and we’ll be with you shortly.” Sofia was the only one in the waiting room and could pick any seat she wanted. Unlike many waiting rooms she’d been in before, this one had a plethora of different seating options.…
Bridge of Broken Glass 