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Maude's Deceptions

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“If you feel that way about me, don’t come to visit,” Godfrey James yelled as the guard led him out of the Trenton Prison’s visiting room.

Alex James grit his teeth. After an argument with his estranged brother, Alex didn’t relish battling the rain to return to Manhattan. He’d be better off finding a cheap place to stay and getting something to eat. He could head back to the city the following morning. Good thing his boss knew that he was here. Ashamed of brother’s incarceration, he’d told Mr. Alcot that he checked in on his ailing aunt every Friday afternoon.

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Ethical Dilemmas

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Jonas Gerrig sat on the tan colored couch in the newspaper office, anxiously waiting for the newspaper reporter to start the interview.  He fidgeted back and forth while the man assembled his background information.  The 73 year old chemist and licensed medical physician didn’t like the idea of being interviewed by a novice, non-technical reporter but it was important for him to get his story out to the public.  With advancing non-operable pancreatic cancer, Gerrig had only months left in his distinguished life.  His research needed to be documented in various news sources so that his work on intelligence amplification could be continued.

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Kinky Norm

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It’s not often I’ll go down that way these days, especially not since they built the bypass.  But whenever I pass my old school, squeezed in between Saint Augustine’s Church and the new 24-hour Tesco’s, the nostalgia grabs my arm and twists it like a Chinese burn.  I glance across at those three storeys as if I still expect to see the flat-chested eleven-year-olds metamorphosing into high-heeled young women.

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A Cup of Coffee

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Patsy Dreckenheimer opened up the Daily News and flipped through the headlines. Iced green tea and fiber bar to the right, list of clients, monies owed and deliverables due on a napkin to the left. Dreckenheimer took a long, cold swig when a headline about aspiring comedienne being carted off to the funny farm for stalking a local politician caught Patsy’s eye.

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Moving On

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I followed him when he left the house.

I’d stood in the hallway and listened to them argue in the kitchen. She’d found some texts on his phone. She wanted to know who the woman was. He said it was an old school friend, who he’d bumped into in the pub recently.

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Seppuku

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It wasn’t my fault, that’s for sure. It was my wife who spoilt him and that came back on her of course, but he was still a good kid. He got good grades, he didn’t talk-back to me and no-one ever came to my door with cause to complain, so I guess he was a good kid. But I’m long past thinking that children pay any heed to their parents. And I don’t think that it was down to one thing or another, I just think that sometimes kids do stupid things.

It was late February when she called me, saying that she couldn’t deal with him any longer. I got the sense that she was scared of him, though she didn’t say as much. She simply said that he was angry all the time. I moved in, she went … somewhere else.

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The Community

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I had finished my shift in a call centre, which was located in the city, and after dealing with innumerable complaints from angry bank customers, I was relieved to get a seat in the overcrowded train.  As I settled down into my seat, I slowly began to relax as the train slipped by familiar suburban stations.

After falling asleep, I suddenly jolted awake, fearing that I had missed my stop.  The sun was still shining brightly at 6 pm, due to daylight saving, and as I looked out of the window, I was surprised at the unfamiliar scene before me.

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House of Darkness

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Mr. Joshi was on his way back home from the cinema. It was 10 P.M. and the evening show had finished just an hour earlier.

He was in a happy mood. The movie had been interesting—he liked the part where the hero fought and defeated all the villains single-handedly despite his background in journalism. Like most Nepali movies it had a happy ending and the hero not only managed to get the girl but also was able to convince the girl's parents to let him marry her.

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Inquisitor Kern : Into the Forrest

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Inquisitor Gregor Ezekyle Kern was having a bad day. The witch he was pursuing had gotten away, his hired help was gunned down by a mysterious stranger, who had in turn tried to kill Kern, but he took care of that problem. Although saying the man was a problem might be giving him too much credit. Kern had fought much tougher opponents. He was more of a minor setback. After striking the fatal blow with his sword, Kern set off after the witch, following her tracks in the mud towards the forest.

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What if?

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Falling in love is easy.  It’s everything else that’s tricky.  The wooing, the courting...  I learned that the hard way.

I met Gemma when I was 19.

‘She’s beautiful.’  I said to my dad.

‘Aye, son?’  He said back to me.

‘Aye.’  I nodded.

I’d met her when I was out on a Spring Saturday.

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