Hope…

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It was the last stop. If they could not find food and water here, they would surely die.

Charles bent down next to the water and cupped his hand to his lips. The salt burned as much as the tears in his eyes. The water would have to be desalinated, but it was water.

Above him, on the bank, the others looked out to sea. The waters churned against the shore, bringing ashore the floatsam of their ship.

‘Fish!’ Charles called up to the others. ‘We can eat fish!’

And so, Hope was renewed. They could and would survive. It wouldn’t be easy, but they could do it.

WC: 108

Authors note: Charles is the person in the red shirt, below and to the right of the people standing on the rock. He’s hard to see.

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Old Batty

Authors Note: Thank you, Rochelle, for your car memory that inspired this glimpse into the past. 🙂 The car in question was named “Old Batty”.

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C. Ken Bonham

My first car, an old police cruiser. Had a heck of a passing gear. Chuckles. Cost me $500, paid through sweat work at the police department. It was grey, and smelled funny.

On my first trip to the mall, I discovered the “interceptor” quite by accident. Got busted by highway patrol. Officer laughed at my fear as I said I didn’t understand what had just happened. 35Mph to 110mph in a matter of seconds. He graciously explained how “not” to engage the gear, and followed me to the nearest gas station. My tank went from full to empty as well.

WC: 100

Don’t have a pic of the actual car, but this could be a dead-ringer for Old Batty… The remains of the police decal remained with the car until the day it died.

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Junque Boutique

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C. Janet Webb

It wasn’t much, but it was all the world. Kelly sighed. She couldn’t believe that she’d found any of her family’s heirlooms in the old ‘Junque Boutique’. Without even looking at the price tags, she pulled out her wallet and paid the old storekeeper.

‘These all came from the same family…’ His voice rasped. ‘They lived over on Miller’s street. He built the water and sewer systems for the village back in the day. His daughter was a hell-raiser.’

She shrugged as if what he said meant nothing at all to her. She just hoped he didn’t recognize her.

Wc: 99

 

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Staple of Humanity

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C. Claire Sheldon

She stared at the cup of staples, contemplating. What does one do with such a collection, anyway? Then like a mad dervish, she poured them out on her desk, grabbed the glue and began to form…well, something.

Slowly, staple by staple the statuette grew. Long strands became misshapen legs. Short strands awkwardly posed arms. A massively tangled ball became the torso, topped with a smaller one for the head.

In the end she sat back with a smile. “Waste not, want not” her lifelong mantra became a representation of humanity. Tangled, full of sharp points, and messy.

WC:97

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