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Aliens, warlocks, and things that go bump in the night.
Aliens, warlocks, and things that go bump in the night.

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Home For The Holidays
The boarding announcement crackled over the loudspeaker, telling her it was time to get in line, time to go through security, time to take the Xanax. He'd been more silent than usual, but while staring over her shoulder at something undefined in the middle ...
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Containment Protocol
You have to return safely. It is our only concern. "I'm sick," he said, followed by a cough that spattered tiny droplets of spittle across the inside of his faceplate. You are not 'sick', you are in symbiosis with us. "That's what 'sick' means in this conte...
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Bloomsbury, 1936
"Now, let's see," She said, holding the photo at arm's length, then closer, then back out again. "That's me with my fist up, there on the top. The boy beside me is your Great Uncle Robert; he died in Korea." "Why in Korea?" "During the war, dear, the Korean...
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Composed En Route
You're dead now. The kids, too, and their kids. The computer says three hundred years will have passed on Earth, even though it's only a couple months by ship's clock; you'll never read this, it's way too late. Plus there's no way to send it,  not until we'...
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Don't Know Why I Love You Like I Do
I am six, I am in the calm quiet water, I am on my back, I am drifting unnoticed out to sea on a sunny day: the day my parents brought us all to the beach, the day we ended asleep in the station wagon because there wasn't money enough for the Howard Johnson...
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Choice
She was there, in the doorway, a shape of deeper black cut into the darkness. "It's done." I turned my head, closed my eyes, as if to return to an interrupted sleep. "I don't know what you mean." There was rustling, and a moving of the bed, and then she was...
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The Old Country
"Your father hated me." "He didn't know you. The war had just ended. It was a different time ." "He never gave me a chance." "Oh, Lorenzo, really, what does it matter now?" "I just don't know why you wanted to come back here, back to this country, back to t...
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A little zombie apocalypse story inspired by +Nika Harper's Wordplay #11... a death scene.
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