The little boy sneaked into the orchard and scrambled up the tall cherry tree. The branches poked him in the ribs. The wind buffeted him. Up he climbed, undaunted, toward the ripest cherries. Snap! The boy lay sprawled on the grass, gazing at the victorious cherries, so high, so distant... PS: This is my … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #138
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‘Hello, Mrs. Smith?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘This is Doctor Malone. Your husband does not have terminal cancer. Our lab messed up some tests. Tried to call him but he did not answer.’ She burst into tears. ‘There, there,’ the doctor said, ‘Mistakes do occur.’ ‘My husband killed himself Tuesday!’ Doctor Malone fainted. Related articles 50-Word Stories #133 … Continue reading 50-Word Stories #137
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