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Day 3: Choice

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The Gardener

This is one of my pieces from the collection of 100 word stories written by members of the Macclesfield Writing Group and the Bridgend Writers of Bollington and published under the title of Dabbles with Drabbles. The anthology is rich with … Continue reading

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Future Imperfect Continuous

  Two years ago a medium told him that Sheila was most likely buried under a car park in an out-of-town shopping center. Somewhere in the country. “Just look for a body-size patch of recent resurfacing.” “Needle in a haystack,” … Continue reading

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Lucky Tommy Lewis

She said whoever buys her a watch gets to go all the way. She said it had to have jewels, be Swiss made, and have a steel bracelet. It didn’t have to be Tag Heuer or Gucci – for heaven’s sake, … Continue reading

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Plainclothes Blues

He had long felt it was a mistake to eschew the regular uniform and badge to become an underground cop. At first the work had been interesting – penetrating drug gangs, infiltrating the banking industry, and the likes. But his … Continue reading

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The Burrowers

They weren’t stupid. They knew what to do. They had read about the MO from the newspapers, from people who had gone before. All you needed to do was to rent an office close to the bank and start digging. … Continue reading

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Not This Time

Martens shone his standard issue flashlight into the workshop pit hoping that he wouldn’t see what he already knew he would see. He’d got the smell of blood even before he and Rubens had forced open the rusting doors. The … Continue reading

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Hubris

For Friday Fictioneers “C’mon,” I said to the others, “Let’s move. Rip up those floorboards, open up the walls.” I knew the painting was in there somewhere, and it certainly wasn’t hanging from a nail. I knew that we had … Continue reading

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You Win Some

For Wednesday Write-in  “’And the Beckworth-Ellington collection of Plymouth porcelain I gift to my friend and companion Cedric Harper of 22 Green Lane, Harpenshaw, in acknowledgement of the care and attention he has shown to me over the past weeks,’ … Continue reading

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