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It's a 1980s motel turned apartment building. A gradient of dirt blankets the once-white stucco. Blue mosaic frames the "7-1-7-0" facing the street. Even though the unit doors are numbered 2 thru 5 on the second floor, you only ever see two of the building's residents. Tonight, you'll see three.... Continue reading
Posted Sep 17, 2017 at Strictly Fiction
It's snowing. The flakes fall faster, faster in the light of the street lamp than they do in the surrounding darkness of the night sky. The waitress brings my coffee. "Will that be all?" I nod. "Twenty cents." I open my coin purse. "Here's fifty." I hear the bell above... Continue reading
Posted Sep 14, 2017 at Strictly Fiction
"You're the only Freshman getting one this year. You've earned it," Coach Allen says as he hands Briana a Mariposa High School Varsity jacket. She reaches for it, but Coach Allen still has hold of the collar. "Don't make me regret it." He lets go. Briana snaps on her new... Continue reading
Posted Sep 13, 2017 at Strictly Fiction
There are no legal documents proving he's ever been alive. He has no birth certificate, social security card, or even military records. Whenever I ask him about his past, he tells me there are better things for a kid to talk about--like horses. He teaches me that Thoroughbreds are fast... Continue reading
Posted Sep 12, 2017 at Strictly Fiction
My other hamster died from natural causes the night before. For some reason, I didn't cry. Their names were Kibbles and Little Bits. Twins. The only way I could tell them apart was that Kibbles always bit me. I was walking home from school when I saw my sister in... Continue reading
Posted Sep 10, 2017 at Strictly Fiction