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Wednesday Briefs: January 29, 2014

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Uncool – #7: by Tali Spencer:

“I’m serious, Carson. Is this guy trouble?”

How was I supposed to answer that? I didn’t know much of anything about Bradley, not much more than a name. I think I might have met him once, but I couldn’t even remember him.

“Stewart doesn’t seem to think he is.” Lame as it was, that was the best answer I had.

Lenie picked up a cookie and snapped hers in half with an evil grin. “Sounds like Carson needs to conduct a little research.”

“Says the woman who works with mummies.”

“Mummies may not talk, but they say a lot.”

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Wednesday Briefs: January 22, 2014

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Darkest Before Dawn; by Shelly Schulz:

Bright sunlight streamed in through the open window, and the sound of birds and barking woke her from her sleep. Rose winced, unfolding herself from the ball that she worked herself into sometime during the night. She sat up stretching, joints aching, popping, her back screaming from spending the night on the hard wooden floor. Curious, she rose to her knees, despite her body’s protests and peered out the window, eyes level with the windowsill. The man was gone.

“I had bad dreams last night.” Ben’s voice startled her. Her brother stood in the doorway, sleep rumpled, clutching a blanket.

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Wednesday Briefs: January 15, 2014

Here is a list of all the authors flashing this week, along with a brief snippet from their latest free work. Click the link after the snippet to be taken to the complete story on the author’s home page.

Sunrise: by Victoria Adams:

The pain started small and deep inside his head, but with each breath it grew until J’dol was convinced the top of his head would explode. He groaned and tried to move. His arms refused to obey his command. “Oy, how much did I drink last night?” He raised his right hand to his eyes and was puzzled when his left hand rose also. He hand no time to ponder his hand’s strange behavior as his thigh muscle chose that moment to protest it’s position and cramped. “Ahh! Shit. Can things get any worse?”

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