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Morning Story – Fiction for The Speakeasy

Whoever can find the most references to the Speakeasy photo prompt (<—- find it there!) in this flash fiction gets to choose from some fantabulous books that I will send to your door. Leave answers in comments.  You’ve got until Monday … Continue reading

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Scavenging – Fiction for The Speakeasy

“You know, I don’t even remember his name – and I’m okay with that.” Something in my coffee was suddenly very interesting as I avoided her eyes. I’d been sharing an apartment with Jackie for a little less than two … Continue reading

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Free Range Summers (fiction for the speakeasy)

Thanks to the screaming crunch of the rusted handle, there was no hope of sneaking in through the bulkhead. The green paint had long since settled into the mossy, dented cover for the wooden steps that led to the cinderblock … Continue reading

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