100 Word Wednesday – The City Market…

The smell of popcorn, burned hot dogs and sweat invaded his nostrils as Jason pushed his way down Fuller Street, past vegetable carts, homemade pie stands and the booth with carved wooden bears holding ‘Welcome signs’. He weaved around baby strollers and people who thought it a good idea to bring their dogs for a …

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100 Word Wednesday

8/7/2019 The cutting– Empty Boone’s Farm bottles rattled in the back floorboard to the rhythms of lust. She was only twelve when her father abandoned her. Now each night she spent in the back seat was just her attempt to erase him from her memory. Each night was an endless stream of the same old …

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