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Posted in January 10th, 2009
One entry selected from the Great Leader’s personal journal. Entry #2838 dated January 22, 2053.
Late January. I took a small plane to a remote airfield 230 miles away. The women protested and were upset but I had to check out the surrounding area. I told them I’d return in 12 hours. Flying [...]
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Posted in November 26th, 2008
The afternoon heat was gone and the night had fallen.
The cat was nearby in the dark room with shades pulled. He was gone and I was here, holding him. I listened to the wind. I thought about him and how he read my diary.
He lay there, looking at me with his cold [...]
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Posted in November 11th, 2008
She didn’t knock and I don’t keep my door locked. Locks don’t keep out trouble.
She walked in my office with dark hair and a darker soul. The door heavy with envy as she leaned against the door jam. She had a cigarette on the edge of her lips and the smoke filled the [...]
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Posted in November 9th, 2008
It sometimes takes an hour or so. I can tell when he falls asleep by the way his breathing changes. The breaths are longer and the rhythm doesn’t match his heart. He is so peaceful. The autumn air is cool, and the breeze heavy outside. The floor creeks when he walks [...]
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Posted in October 30th, 2008
She looked at the man with the torn shirt and dirty jeans. “We can offer you quarters, food and work if you desire.”
He paused, looking into her eyes, then beyond them. “Can I stay here?”
She looked past him, the landscape destroyed. She saw the fires in the distance, smoke crawling up the [...]
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Posted in October 26th, 2008
She ran quick. She was very fast. A majestic doe prancing as she ran.
I whispered to her as she ran. “I’m really sorry.”
The lone explosion in the night deafened me. She slumped down as the rain fell.
She was heavy, not at first but as I put her in the trunk [...]
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Posted in October 9th, 2008
Ted pulled out the rock and turned it over. Jennifer called the next customer and Ted walked up, not paying attention. Ted looked down as if checking his cellphone. The engraved script read “enamrehkas”.
“How can I help you?” Jennifer said, flatly and without concern. Ted slid the letter forward [...]
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Posted in October 2nd, 2008
“She made a full recovery. Then I got rid of Penny, mostly out of guilt and fired her for trivial matters. She didn’t take it well. She asked me to meet her after the lawsuit was filed and I knew better but went anyway. I figured one last night. She went [...]
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Posted in September 29th, 2008
“Two more beers.” The woman, shy and not making eye contact stood and waited as the two talked. The fat man offered another which was declined with silence.
He swigged his beer and quietly belched. “I’m in mergers and acquisitions. People can’t lie to me. I learned it early on of course [...]
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Posted in September 25th, 2008
Seeing the last empty seat he sighed and sat next to the fat man.
He sat down, and became bored. After takeoff he began to relax. In an effort to pass time he began make small talk. He opened his mouth and thought of asking the fat man what he did for a living.
“I just killed [...]
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Posted in September 15th, 2008
We can’t turn it off.
What do you mean you can’t turn it off?
The controls. They, they’ve frozen. There’s no response.
He paused and looked at him in disbelief.
So what we going to do?
What can we do?
Figure it out. I’ll make some calls.
…
The phone rang as she tapped her fingers.
Research lab.
We can’t turn it off.
Who [...]
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Posted in September 10th, 2008
I’m going to kill him.
No you’re not. You say that every day.
I mean it. I’m going to kill him.
If you do kill him. Then what?
What do you mean?
What you going to do with the body.
I could bury it.
The whole body?
Well, parts. I suppose I could just leave it out.
And you don’t [...]
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Posted in September 10th, 2008
Thomas?
Yes God?
Do you think there is life on Mars?
I don’t know. I doubt it.
Why do you doubt it?
It is so small. So far away.
That’s true.
Is there life on Mars?
No Thomas.
Why not God?
God paused. He sat silently.
God?
Yes Thomas?
I asked you a question.
I’m thinking.
You don’t know, do you?
God looked at Thomas.
Right. I mean, [...]
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Posted in September 2nd, 2008
He walked in, kissed his wife and hung up his keys. He said nothing as he opened the door and closed it behind him.
She sighed and went to bed. She set the alarm for 7:20 and drifted off to a lonesome slumber.
He sat in the chair and and watched the clock. [...]
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Posted in August 27th, 2008
Having never hired a private investigator I was a bit nervous when I walked into the office. Finding his first two initials and the last name etched in white I took a deep breath and walked in. It was in that moment I could taste the bourbon and sweat and used up machismo [...]
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Posted in August 21st, 2008
She picked up the phone and paused. She put it down. She picked it up again and began to dial. The buttons beeped and she dialed the number she begged to forget. The lines connected and the phone rang. Her heart sank. She begged for the answering machine and [...]
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Posted in August 19th, 2008
Danny Fast keeps his eyes wide open all the time.
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Posted in August 17th, 2008
Jim ended the conference call. He looked at the emails that poured in. Ignoring his empty stomach, he began making more calls. Looking up, he saw the whiteboard and the numbers he had to make that month.
“Jim, it’s your wife.”
“Thanks Janice.”
Jim talked to his wife, negotiating the week’s plans. He began to [...]
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Posted in August 11th, 2008
Sitting in his cell, numb from the beating, he looked at the guard. “Want to know why I’m here?”
The guard looked at the broken man. “I don’t care.”
“It was late and cold. We were waiting for someone, like we always do. We beat him within an inch of his life. [...]
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Posted in August 6th, 2008
Sitting at the stool, he looked at his servant.
“I want to tell you a story.” he said, grabbing a goblet. He could smell the wine from his breath’s reflection.
The servant looked down at the slouching master, leaned forward and quietly responded. “I am all ears Count.”
“She was young. Not too [...]
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