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Unusual Skills

CIA Agent Warfield sat on a bench alongside another of St. Petersburg’s beautiful churches. Beside him, new agent Barnes fidgeted. “Where is agent Privideniye coming out?” said Barnes. “Over there.” “I don’t see a door there.” Warfield turned a page … Continue reading

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Ghost Nursing Home

Brian looked around the Common Room. “That’s an unusual chess set,” he said. Instead of black and white, the chess set’s pieces were frosted glass and clear glass. Yves, the nursing home director said, “Yeah, ghosts prefer it that way.” … Continue reading

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The Heavenly Encounter

Jenny joined her grandfather on the bench beside the gravestone. “Here’s your lunch, Grandpa,” she said. “Thanks!” He accepted the sandwich. “I’m famished.” “You know, Grandpa. Ghosts don’t get hungry.” Grandpa patted her knee condescendingly. “You’re sweet, pumpkin.” She left … Continue reading

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Jalapeno Poppers – Mondays Finish the Story

Jalapeno Poppers The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits. Unfortunately, some learned about this the hard way. Thad and Gina stopped into the diner at Vernonville. The 50-something waitress, Chrystal, called cheerily, “What’ll ya’ll … Continue reading

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The Edward Campbell – Sunday Photo Fiction

Photo by: Alistair Forbes The Edward Campbell Mr. Potsdam sat on bench beside the memorial, sea-grey eyes staring out across the water. The black pea-coat he wore dated back to old sailing days. A battered, black watch cap rested upon … Continue reading

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Cutlass Cody Is Listening – Sunday Photo Fiction

Cutlass Cody Is Listening When Gerry and Angie journeyed to visit the Pirate Museum at Pier 43, they never expected to encounter their next door neighbors. Bert and Peggy were nice enough people, but they were so different in fundamental … Continue reading

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The Hustle – Friday Fictioneers

The Hustle As they all held hands around the table, a candle burned with unearthly flame. An impossible breeze swept past. The vague form of an old man hovered above the table. “For your lies and deceit,” croaked the visage’s … Continue reading

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Counting Coup – Friday Fictioneers

Written for the Friday Fictioneers. A little ghost story begins after the photo. Genre: Urban Fantasy/Humor Word Count: 100 Counting Coup Walking Hawk’s ghost could only touch the corporeal world through his shoes. Walking mostly, he rarely counted coup anymore. … Continue reading

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Job Interview – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

Written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction. Story begins after the image Genre: Urban Fantasy Word Count: 250 Job Interview “Never seen anything like it, Cap’n,” said Fenton, staring at the dapper man in a white suit, neatly groomed goatee, and bolero … Continue reading

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