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THE BALLOON
Here he comes, full of bluster, just like his president. He wasn’t ruining the holiday exactly, but every time that bellowing voice approached the pool area, the patrons visibly slumped. ‘Mornin’ y’all!’ He hefted his great bulk onto a lounger. ‘S’cuse me, boy! A little refreshment over here!’ The pool boy reluctantly answered the beckoning…
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A Fine State of Affairs – Guest Post by Author, Iain Kelly…
Originally posted on Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog: A couple of years ago I wrote a book. I was quite happy with it. I sent it to a couple of literary agents, and unsurprisingly given the odds, heard nothing back. . Without a foot in the door or a celebrity name, it’s hard work…
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VEILED
The veil had been lifted. She had seen the demonstrations, the protests. They had spread from America, all the way across the ocean to her doorstep. At first she didn’t understand. This wasn’t a problem here. The police didn’t do things like that here. People were treated equally here. Her black friends never spoke about…
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THE STAKEOUT
He ate the last crumbs, rolled up the wrapper and tossed it in the back. Still hungry. Should’ve stopped at a store for provisions on the way. Across the street nothing happened. He stared at the unmoving windows and door. How long had it been? Three hours. Another five before the night shift took over.…
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THE GUARDIAN
The minister finished the eulogy. Quiet, soft piano music faded up and filled the hush. A low electronic hum started, the wheels of the conveyor gradually turning. He was supposed to have protected him. That was his job, to be the rock, the guardian against all that the world could throw at them. He had…
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