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Sanctified
Meaker stood in the priest’s doorway as Joseph looked up from the chapter he’d been studying. Meaker shifted his weight once from left to right. He looked uncharacteristically nervous. “Why hello, John. What brings you by here?” the priest asked with his disarming smile and singsong inflection. “It’s Skulls, Father. He’s asking for you.” “And…
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Remember When
Glossy put his shovel back on his shoulder. “Remember when people used to have to take medicine to lower their cholesterol level?” Glossy put the point of his shovel on the ground but did not dig. “I remember when children used to cry when they were hungry,” replied Candy. “I got one. Remember when the…
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The Mall
We spent the weeks after the invasion at the Airport, I was put into a squad with Jim his wife Jacey and Jacey’s brother Brandon who seemed the “redneck” type if you will and looked like they knew their way around a gun way too well. We drove around the city in a dump truck…
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You Can’t Handle the Truth.
This is what it should really say.
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A Brother’s Love
Joe and Jack were twin brothers who lived in New York all their lives. Joe became a cop and Jack was a low life, nothing but a loser drug dealer. Joe knew that his only sibling at that his twin brother was wasting his life by doing and dealing drugs but he couldn’t bring himself…
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A Hero Among Us
“Kids these days, they’re really missin’ out, Ron. Back when we was young, we had all sorts of superheroes to follow. Superman, Captain America, even that plastic guy. Each month was a new adventure. They’d fight some super villain, and in the end the good guy always won.” I say as Ron nods to appease…
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Memories in Cadmium
Who was he? He was beautiful once–a creature drawn to our time from the days of marble and soft sunlight on the Mediterranean–beautiful, and mine. When I close my eyes I can still feel his hands on my neck, or his lips pushing through the tangles my hair to whisper meaningless phrases that to me meant everything;…
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The Repercussions of Choices
In the months since the outbreak, Charlie Mills had seen just about every horrific thing you could possibly imagine. He watched as his wife was torn from his hands. He saw friends kill their own family members. He saw others kill themselves because they couldn’t take it anymore. He became numb to it all. Charlie…
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It’s a Small World After All
We used to talk around the fires. Anything to alleviate the boredom, to pass the time. Old TV shows, old romances, old cars, old adventures. It was a way of bonding, a way of getting to know the guy that was going to be standing next to you on the lines the next day, a…