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One Unforgiving Late February Morning

Squealing brakes. The unmistakable sound of steel on steel on glass on pavement. That was the thing about McGough — you didn’t really need an alarm clock. She rolled over in bed to find his side empty again, and got … Continue reading

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100 Words: It’s Called Cortical Blindness, Ms. Jones.

“It’s called cortical blindness, Ms. Jones.” The voice sounded tinny. “It is often temporary–“ Relief washed over her, but then he kept talking. “–but in your case, considering how your cranial trauma results from not only from the baseball bat, … Continue reading

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100 Words: Lights Out

“Now,” she said, grinning, moving towards her prey, reaching for him with her actual fists. “I don’t got fucking time to be delicate, so I’ma ask you some questions, n’I’m only gonna ask once. Get me?” The faintly gurgled response … Continue reading

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1000 words: Unspoken

Some days were harder than others. She woke at first light, sometimes to find he’d already been awake long enough to set fire to the towels in the bathroom, and instead of alerting her, he dropped them in the tub … Continue reading

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The Drop

She looks like she might cry, and that seems to make her more angry than anything else. Thin hands, gloved except for fingertips, curled into whiteknuckled fists. “You… You’re just trying to –” Gritted teeth and pale face except for … Continue reading

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