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Mary says: I loved the sense of camaraderie here as the team figured out the situation and what to do about it. The final line sealed it. “Better idea, We bury them.” I love the sense of trust and brotherhood it conveyed. Bravo!
Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
Mary says: I love a mystery within a mystery. I’d love to see this one as a longer story. Interesting take on the idea of angels being all around us. Delightful.
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Mary says: This is a short piece that speaks of a much bigger story behind it (and I hope you continue it). The line that got me: “Joe’s not getting any deader.” Well done.
Mark A. Morris
Mary says: I didn’t really understand the importance of the introductory action until the end of the story where it resolves the heroine’s confession. The story is well written and managed to tell a much bigger story than 249 words should allow. Excellent.
Warren shook his head. “A guide? No…I saw nothing. Maybe they got lost. The trails are well overgrown. Lots of trees, bushes, huge shrubs. Most of them with thorns. You wouldn’t believe how sharp they are. Look!” He rolled his sleeves up, showing her his forearms.
They were blooded and covered in scratches; so many and so deep it must have been painful.
“My poor love. You must be so sore…”
“Hmmph. A little…but not so much. What did you say about that guide? Who did you send?” He laced his fingers together, opened his palms and pushed them outwards, making his knuckles click.
Gina winced. “I’m sorry,” she said, fingering her neck scarf. “You know I wouldn’t leave anything to chance…”
“Just tell me who you sent, so I can kick their ass. I’m hurting…they deserve some payback.” He parted his hands and clenched his fists, first breaking into a shuffle and then punching the air, making the noises he’d expect when his punches landed.
“Did you see a donkey, perhaps?” Wearing a scarf?” She twisted the material between her hands and then smiled.
“Damn you,” Warren said, suddenly slumping in on himself. “Do you have to transmute so often? What if you got stuck like that?”
“I dunno,” Gina said, sighing. “Actually…I do have a confession.”
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