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The Finishing Touch

Daniel put the finishing touches on the tiny figurine. No bigger than his thumb, it bore every semblance of humanity. This one was a young boy, dressed for boarding school. He had a barely visible blush to his cheeks, as … Continue reading

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When This Bus Driver Saw a Stray Dog Shivering in the Storm, She Stopped to Do An Amazing Thing

When the bus slowed, squealed, and shuddered to a stop, Howard absently rose and headed to the doors. “Hey.” He stopped. “This isn’t a bus stop. What’s going on?” he called up to the driver. The driver was peering out … Continue reading

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You Have to Say

The three police officers waited in the precinct lot. One stood, two leaned on their cars, but none was at ease. “God, I wish this guy would show up,” Officer Brusky said. “Stop it,” said Sergeant Chopra. “It doesn’t work … Continue reading

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Bold, Red Letters

KEEP OUT said the bold, red letters on the green door. Sam felt it made clear that the door was worth getting into. He didn’t read instruction manuals, either. A moment with his tools and the door let him in. … Continue reading

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Danger of Further Sleep

Manny looked blearily at his alarm clock. He wondered if he’d just hit snooze or off, then wondered if he’d wake up again even if it blared more shitty 80s music. “God,” he croaked, “I wish I could sleep longer.” … Continue reading

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The Last to Know

Marion turned slowly, hands in the air. The handgun Jack pointed at her was large, chromed, and gaudy, but even an ugly gun can kill. “You can’t know that I’m the last person who knows about you.” She kept her … Continue reading

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In the Word Mines

Another day in the word mines. She rolled a sheet into her typewriter and got to work. A few lines in, her words began to disappear, vanishing from the page in the order she’d written them, slow at first, then … Continue reading

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To Mean Freedom

Marion wheeled the last barrow-load of books, tapes, and other media into the shack. “Here you go,” she said. Jack sat on a wobbly chair nearby and stared. When he spoke he sounded haggard, though his face remained boyish and … Continue reading

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Woman Pokes Holes in This Muffin Pan—When She Flips It Over, Her Brilliant Plan Is Revealed

Okay, so I flip the muffin tin over—it’s just an ordinary muffin tin, see?—and I flip it over like this. You watching?” The shadowed figure in the corner of the kitchen nodded, a minute incline of the head. Marie hesitated, … Continue reading

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The Invisible Avenger

Invisible, Harry followed the gangsters into the warehouse, slipping through the door between two of them. He was so close between Tony Two-Toes and Stanley the Gooch he could feel their body heat. He held his breath until he could … Continue reading

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