Tag: Writing
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BLACK WIDOW

She had spent the entire afternoon lying in the sun. She had chosen her most provocative bikini, the one that left little to the imagination. Her long, bronze legs shimmered. When she lay on her front she undid the strings of her top and let them fall to the side. She had seen him watching…
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THE RACE

Rain batters off the window. I lie in bed listening to it. It is my favourite sound, until I remember I have to get up and go out. I get up and pull on layers of clothing. Definitely a day for a hat and jacket and gloves. Then into the car, with just a piece…
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A MINOR FAULT

‘An unrecoverable error has occurred’. That didn’t look good. The blue screen of death appeared in front of her. ‘Do you wish to reboot? Y/N.’ She hovered over the two keys. This was typical. First shift after almost two thousand years of waiting. Letting him do it all, not being trusted, watching him make mistake…
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DEMOCRACY

They wrangled back and forth. Neither would accept the result. We waited for violence to escalate. In the end, Saskia won and Scooby-Doo went on. Dad would have to watch the football later. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: Wrangle. Click on the link to read more stories…
