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Hot Summer Something Fiction Contest Winners!

1st Place JG Faherty, "R-Factor"
2nd Place Melaine Ryther, "Bad Hair Day"
3rd Place Betty Dobson, "Passing Through"

Congratulations to the winners. We received so many excellent stories that it was hard to pick. Our thanks to everyone who participated.

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1st Place: The Doctor by Melissa Merriman
The doctor stared at his patient. Serial killers often had multiple
personalities. Ty Glenn was no different. He was a decent man and a
murderer.

A woman entered.

"Doctor? I'm the patient's wife."

The doctor put out his hand and smiled.

"Good to meet you. I'm Ty Glenn."


2nd Place: A Beer Glass in the Face Is No Kind of Medal by Matt Jenkins

At the bar, they asked Hemingway for the world's shortest story . . . "For
sale: baby shoes. Never worn."

Drunken applause.

Last night. Same crowd. Same question.

I answered: "Same thing. Just replace shoes with skin."

Jeez . . . he gets a Nobel and I lose an eye.


3rd Place: STOP ME BEFORE I KILL AGAIN by Mikal trimm
"STOP ME BEFORE I KILL AGAIN."

The girls reading his t-shirt shrugged. "I don't get the joke."

"Too bad. And too late," he said as he swung the knife, and although he was
careful, some blood splattered across his chest.

Damn, he thought. Gotta buy a new shirt.

Honorable Mentions:
Mark Robyn (Untitled for now.)
See Dick. See spaceship. See alien from spaceship shoot Dick with ray gun.
See Dick turn into slimy mess of quivering protoplasm.

See Jane. See Jane aim heat seeking missile at alien. See alien turn into
slimy mess of quivering protoplasm. See Jane smile. Jane is one bad alien
fighter.


Mikal Trimm (Untitled for now.)
From across the bar, Nick knew she was beautiful. Even the makeshift scarf
she wore intrigued him

Nick walked over, barely weaving. "I could stare into your eyes forever."

"Feel free," she said, pulling off her scarf.

Nick had never met a gorgon before.

And he never would again.


Little Girls by Michael Cornelius

My mother warned me about men. She did. "Little Red, you watch yourself,
girl. You getting all grown up." I thought I was just visiting Granny. Now
this hairy chest, these strong arms, this ravenous mouth.

My mother warned me about men.

But she never warned me about wolves.


Bitch, bitch, bitch by Allen McGill

"Face it, sweetheart," Roger says to me. "You are a bona fide bitch."

I hate it when he uses that tone.

"You shouldn't have fooled around with that son-of-a-bitch down the street.
Now you're pregnant and he's gone."

Soon he'll get my leash so we can go for our walk.