Stories tagged daily-life

Brian Wilson Says

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There is only one other person in the pool, in the adjacent lane. I stop to adjust my goggles and notice his waterproof ear buds.

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (1st Chapter)

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David Masterson was not a recluse. At least, he didn’t think so. He lived in a small cottage outside of Spokane, Washington, surrounded by trees and a long, gravel driveway. To his knowledge, no one other than he and the postman knew of its existence,

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (2nd Chapter)

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David awoke to the sound of a subtle melody and the tap tap tip, taptap of a fading rain shower. He wasn’t sure which sound he liked better and was glad that he didn’t have to choose.

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (3rd Chapter)

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Wednesday David awoke to the blaring of his clock's default alarm and managed to feel simultaneously perturbed and relieved. It was the alarm that irritated him and the fact that he neglected to set a more mellifluous alarm. The relief came as he realized he was only…

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (4th Chapter)

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“You are an idiot,” he muttered at himself. Sitting down, he scratched his palm lightly and looked at the picture of his cats on the computer monitor. “You don't think she'll say anything, do you?”

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (5th Chapter)

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Winter was patient that year. David remembered because the trees were still changing. They didn't stay very long, his mom and sister, only a weekend or so. But it was long enough. Any amount of time would've been long enough.

A Brief Stirring Of Dust (Final Chapter)

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“I tried to be optimistic for a second, you know. Maybe it wasn’t theirs, but then the flight number popped up and confirmed it. I stood there in stunned silence and suddenly felt disembodied. Like I was watching myself watch everything...

A Special Assignment

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In the graph of life or death, two axes will inevitably meet. Will it be as jarring as two sharp and well-hewn axes colliding?