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Coffee Date
The television was blaringly loud. The news reporter was going on about four students who had been found dead about three hours outside of town. The parents were being interviewed, the teachers were being interviewed, the students were being interviewed. Ben turned the story down, taking note of the university being mentioned as being his and Rob’s. He put his elbows on the table, put his fingers together and rested his chin on top of them. Frowning, he said, “Are you serious?”“I am indeed.” Rob said, taking an unapologetic sip from his coffee.“No.” Ben leant back in dismay.“Yes.” Rob quirked ...
Break-In
Carol stood on the front porch waving, watching taillights disappear into the dark through the first fat flakes of November. Marmot had received an early dump of snow this year, and Dan and the kids had been eager to hit the slopes. With winter’s opening act forecast to fly in fury across the prairies overnight, she had tried to convince them to wait until morning to make the four-hour drive. Dan insisted it would be better to beat the stormy roads and weekend traffic, and she hoped the weather would hold untiwww.onedoor.ccl they arrived safely in Jasper. Carol was slightly disappointed to sit out the first...
The Silent Women
Silence. It’s almost as if she’s obsolete. No one pays attention to what she says, only what she looks like. Anyone who truly knows her, understands that her silence has a purpose. She sits, she listens, she nods along, she hums the beat to herself, she does what she is told. He thanks the proper people for their hospitality and she embraces the warmth of his hand on her back as he leads her back to the old 1969 Pontiac Firebird, “Are we going home?” she asks hopefully, “No, I have to speak at an event.” “Where at this time?” He does not answer. She knows she isn’t supposed to ask about his b...
Celena
Seth stared at Conan standing in the corner of his office, mumbling to himself. Conan walked over to the desk Seth stood in front of and straightened out a stack of papers. “I’m sending you on this new project because I know that you are capable of completing it.” Conan started, his voice scratchy and intimidating as ever. “Your job is unique, yes. But crucial. And we both know that.” Seth nodded and sucked in a sharp breath, the nerves rising in his throat. Conan handed him the papers and Seth’s eyes jumped around the pages, names and places he’d never heard of jumping out at him. “This ...