Short Stories Of The Week
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Sometimes memories come flooding back to you when you least expect them to. I was told this by a number of people in different times and zones and in different ...

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USS Midway, Mid-April 1973. My twelve-hour watch was over this night, but the ship had run into heavy fog. Additional lookouts were posted, and I was sent ...

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That blue house in Somerset has twenty five rooms. I counted them once. When I was young, I spent many afternoons playing with the little girl my age that ...

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The day Evan Miller stopped smoking, he wept. For several years he had promised himself he would, but he never gave an exact date: there was no reason to, not ...

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That coffee, that damn coffee! If he spills a DROP of that on me, I swear… I have a big presentation to give to the faculty this morning, I’m squished ...

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In many ways, life support is much like an alarm clock. It reminds you that time is a precious commodity, and it is incessantly piercing in the dead of sleep. ...

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My Dad, who is pushing 80, pretty much has all his marbles. Occasionally, he’ll forget the title of a movie he just saw yesterday, or someone’s name that he’s ...

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It was half past six on a snowy Sunday evening and Trisha Peterson was applying a generous dollop of her Olay sensitive skin face wash. She used her fingers to ...

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James Calder could not admit defeat.  In a head-to-head competition with any piece of electronic equipment, there was no such phrase as ‘I give up’.  It was a ...

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The blue jays were squawking like crazy; something was afoot. She was new—he had only heard about her—no visual contact yet. The rules were: you couldn’t ...

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“Order up! Twenty-three! Do we have a number twenty-three?” A woman walked up to the counter in front of me. Her stomach pushed tighter against her gray ...

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She looked like she needed to be kissed. There we were, alone, finally really alone at a seaside restaurant’s terrace- a dream dreamt for who knows how many ...

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