Tagged: installment 8

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Sand – Part Eight

Serial Fiction   In the trashcan next to the desk, there’s an almost-full pack of cigarettes. There’s a thousand reasons for why I could have thrown it in there, but there’s only one reason...

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Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Eight

Short Story “Bathroom,” Jennifer quipped, jabbing a finger in its direction. “Gonna go. Real quick. Okay?” Alex looked around awkwardly. “You… You don’t need to ask permission. You can just go.” “Yeah. Right. I...

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Reunion of Death – Part Eight

Serial Fiction   continued from part seven Alexis and Philip had apparently had a reckoning and falling out: they sat at opposite ends of the room. Holly took her throne next to the window...

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Misjudged – Part Eight

Serial Fiction   Scarlett decided to break the silence. “So wait, you two worked together?” Jason laughed. “Yeah, I guess we did. I remember some techy dude named Arnold working for us that time...

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Cups with Coriander: Filters

Serial Fiction   I shivered; why is it always overcast and chilly for a burial? The sea of solemn faces at the graveside braced against the cutting wind, and still-closed umbrellas were clutched in...