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Spanked
“There’s one more thing.” Bored heads looked up around the meeting hall at the center of the two concourses. Once it had been an airport-themed playground, wasted space at the airport to teach children about the wonders of flight through space-filling models. Now, it was the only place big enough to hold full-zone meetings indoors…
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Not Yet
Fitz and Eve were meant for each other. In another time they would have been… Wait. There’s no use in dwelling upon the could have beens or the should have beens. They are all gone, burnt up and laid low. This was not another time. It was this time; the hard present, the cruel reality.…
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Paralysis
Anderson was a cripple. He had lived his life in a chair. When the dead came, the news said to stay indoors and stay quiet. Anderson did as he was told. He couldn’t speak anyway. A few days after the outbreak, the power died. The lights faded away, one by one till none were left.…
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The End?
“What’s that sound?” Jerry thought to himself as he walked along Runway 10. Since the outbreak, some sounds became too familiar, while others ceased to exist. This sound was something that Jerry had not heard in all of his years at Hancock, and it was getting louder. Jerry looked to the west to see where…
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Fear and Loathing in Zyracuse
It was official. We were definitely in the ass end of nowhere which, contrary to popular belief, is the best part of nowhere. I had been collecting mushrooms off piles of cow shit for the better part of the day, while my attorney slept in the car and was now cruising down the Thruway dodging…
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The Son Also Rises
Troy grew up on a farm where he mucked manure and slaughtered cows; his whole day was blood and crap and sleep before another day of blood and crap. His mother died when he was eight and his father, Jarvis, drank too much to forget his pain. After five years, Jarvis started beating Troy, so…
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Gen 4:9
Charlie Danton lay in the shadow of an overgrown overpass watching a wide and shallow stream. The road in between was cracked and looked sticky in the July sun. The burned out hulk of a tractor trailer lay on its side further down the road, the skeletal remains of a great beast from some other…
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Brews
Frank Chesterfield was tired. His back was killing him from a hard day’s work and the only thing in the world that he really wanted was a hot shower, but that of course was out of the question. He hadn’t seen so much as a sponge in a week and wasn’t expecting anything more relaxing…
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In Pace Resquiscat
I found this notebook at the bottom of my bag this morning. I was looking for my last can of tuna. There’s not much in here, a to do list from a few months ago: groceries, gas, dentist appointment. I wish I had used the space for another can of beans. I think I’ll try…
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Hitman
Whenever anyone asked Jake Rogers about his life before the invasion, he always responded the same way. “I was a hitman.” No one really believed him, but they would play along and listen to his stories anyway. Everyone assumed that Jake had a normal job in his past life and that he created his stories…
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Still
“Oh my god. I’m in love. Hey baby! How about it?” “Johnson, I wouldn’t do it with you if you were the last man on earth.” “Come on, Jackie. At the rate things are going around here, I will be soon enough. And all you poor lonely ladies will have to fight over me. You…