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A Quandary in Quarantine
Chapter Six Watching the clock slowly tick closer to 4:00 pm made me feel like I was back in elementary school, eagerly awaiting the last bell of the day to ring. At 3:55, I gathered my things and powered down my computer. I stole a glance at Irene’s closed office door. An urge to go in overtook me, and I gave in, opening the door with my spare key. As I pushed open the door, a sudden wave of guilt passed over me. Don’t be silly, I chided myself. There was absolutely no reason I shouldn’t be in Irene’s office. Glancing over the surfaces of her desk and filing cabinet, I saw that little had been disturbed since the previous day. Again, that made sense - who else would have been in here? The police clearly had not deemed any of the papers strewn across her desk to be of interest in the case. But, as I looked them over, I saw that the genealogical research I had seen the other day was all still there. I glanced over my shoulder quickly before making the split second decision to take the papers. I needed to be able to cross reference them with the letter I had found, and I needed to do that in the privacy of my home, lest someone see what I was doing and think I was trying to cover something up. I quickly grabbed an unused manilla folder from the box on the top of Irene’s filling cabinet and hurriedly gathered the papers, jamming them in my tote bag.
By Erin Lorandos4 days ago in Fiction
"What We Leave for Each Other”
They did not speak anymore, but every morning the porch between their doors was used. By seven, one of them would place something there—a mug, a folded note, a piece of fruit set carefully on a napkin. Nothing was announced. Nothing was explained. The object was never the same twice, but it always appeared in the same place, aligned with the seam between the boards as if that line still mattered.
By Jeannie Dawn Coffman4 days ago in Fiction
The Last Chair
Every evening, after the house goes quiet, I return the chairs to their places. It doesn’t matter how late the session ends, or whether the power’s been out, or whether my body has already started bargaining with sleep. The chairs must go back. Two of them, mostly. Sometimes three. Occasionally more, depending on the day and the stories it brought with it.
By Teena Quinn 4 days ago in Fiction
The Reigning Champ
With every drop of savings in his account, Renlo Corrington purchased a first class ticket from Wilmington, Delaware. He clutched in his hand his mobile device which he only found the window in which to use it enticing. He reclined, his sixteen-year-old legs stretched out before him. Flight attendants offered him champagne and spirits and then their glare changed. They noticed he had been lanky but that baby face spelled the fact that he would not imbibe.
By Skyler Saunders4 days ago in Fiction
What Easter Really Means
What Easter Really Means Easter is one of the most important holidays in Christianity, observed by millions of people around the world. It celebrates the resurrection of Jesus Christ, which Christians believe occurred three days after his crucifixion. This event is the cornerstone of the Christian faith, representing hope, renewal, and the promise of eternal life. For believers, Easter is a time to reflect on the significance of Jesus’ life, his sacrifice, and the victory over death that his resurrection represents.
By Marie381Uk 4 days ago in Fiction
Ghost Kitten Rise
There is another world that exists parallel to our own. It sits right beside us, and above us, and below us, and all around us, yet we never see it, and only very few of us ever sometimes feel it. That feeling may come as a cold chill, or a whisper from an empty room, or a tingle running down the spine, or any of a million other barely noticed disturbances to our ordinary everyday lives. We only notice because the feeling is so non-ordinary, so different from what we expect and are used to. Some people call it the spirit world, or another dimension or heaven or hell, but the name is not important, at least not for purposes of this story. What is important to understand about this other world is that it is inhabited by many creatures, some of which are formerly living beings from our own planet earth. Most people refer to these as ghosts, and they are feared by the still living. Some of these ghosts should be feared, but others are innocent and kind, even helpful to the living. There are other things in that world that are much more fearsome than the former living. They are natives of that world, and it is all they have ever known. However, they also know of the ghosts, and they know they come from another place. They very much desire to know what this other place is, where it is, and how to get there. They wish to conquer that world, our world, and make it their own. The reasons for this are not understood and there may be no reason, at least not one we could ever hope to comprehend. For countless millennia these beings have waited and watched and plotted and planned and made attempt after attempt to breach into our world.
By Everyday Junglist5 days ago in Fiction
THE SEA RAIDERS
Until the strange events at Sidmouth, the deep-sea creature known as Haploteuthis ferox was barely understood by science. Only fragments—tentacles found near the Azores and a decaying body discovered off Land’s End—hinted at its existence. Like most deep-sea cephalopods, it lived beyond the reach of nets and observation, known only through rare accidents. Zoologists could not explain how or why such creatures ever reached shallow waters.
By Faisal Khan5 days ago in Fiction
