Week 48 of #ThursThreads had some great tales! Thanks to all who entered this week. I'm honored to see all of you and read your stories. It was great to have our returning regulars and some new faces. Thank you for coming back again and again to write. And great thanks go to J. Whitworth Hazzard for reading the stories. :)
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Daniel Swensen | @surlymuse
- Veronica Jordan | @RevolutionaryVJ
- Rebecca R Kovar | @RRKovar
- Robin Abess | @Angelique_Rider
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Susan Hayes | @capricia13
- Theresa Breaux | @theresabreaux
- Michelle Graham | @MichelleGAuthor
- Susan Saxx | @SusanSaxx
- Kel Heinen | @Aightball
- Jeffrey Hollar | @Klingorengi
- Mark Ethridge | @LurchMunster
- Stacy Bennett-Hoyt | @Rowanwolf66
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
J. says: Great piece that was romantic, subtly erotic, and filled with conflict and tension. I love reading a piece that asks great philosophical questions as well. Where does true love live? In the body, or in the soul? Would you recognize your soul-mate in another form?
Rebecca R Kovar | @RRKovar
J. says: Wicked nod to another underutilized and misunderstood form of the zombie genre: magical zombies. Great pacing, descriptions, and left me wanting more. You get the sense that there is a deep well to explore in the 250 word peek into Rebecca's world.
Robin Abess | @Angelique_RiderThe old switcheroo is usually telegraphed long in advance, but Robin crafted this piece beautifully. Loved the subtle twisting of the child's fear. Doesn't every kid check that the basement door is locked before bedtime?
Week 48 Winner
Stacy Bennett-Hoyt | @Rowanwolf66
J. says: Beautifully written piece that was both self-contained and incredibly intriguing. This story had conflict, history, love, regret, and the hints of a SciFi treasure trove that made me want to start reading the rest of the story NOW.
The front door jingled, but my eyes never left the swirling coffee in front of me. I wished again that I’d said no. Booted footsteps stopped next to me. Then, he slid into the booth and ordered coffee though I know he never liked it.
“How you been, Jo?” His once-silken voice was tattered, rough.
I didn’t look up until I’d set the spoon down on the red Formica and lifted the cup. “What do you want, Sam?”
“Just wanted to see you.” Graying hair had returned but the chemo had withered him. His U.S. Xenopathogen Eradication Agency jacket hung off his hollow frame. I choked on a surge of nostalgia.
“Fine. You’ve seen me.”
“What, no love left?”
I took a long slow sip of hot bitterness to steel myself. “Guess not.”
His wry half-smile warmed some forgotten piece of me. “They’ve reinstated me.”
A flush of fear stopped my heart. “But you’re —”
“Doesn’t matter, I’m the only one left.”
“The X.E.A. did you boys wrong.” Bile rose as I remembered the vaccines, the missions, and the inevitable cancer.
“I leave tonight.”
“Then why are you here?” Anger covered my vulnerability.
“I just wanted to be sure.”
“Us.” He stood up and dropped a $20 bill on the table. “Was nice seeing you.” His finger stroked my hand as he left.
As the door closed with grim finality, longing and regret flooded my eyes spilling onto my cheeks. I knew I’d never see him again.
Thank you everyone for entering, I enjoyed all the work you put in and it was really tough coming up with just four pieces. As a special treat, I'm going to send a copy of my latest serial "Dead Sea Games: Adrift" ( http://amzn.to/WmChuI ) to all of the winners and honorable mention recipients. Please send me or Siobhan your email address to collect your Kindle eBook.
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