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50 Word Short Story Contest Winner Kelsey Beach!
“We don’t want people like you!” The adoption agency slammed its doors. Margaret and Anne left, hugging tight. “We’d love the child as our own,” Margaret sobbed. “We’ll try the old-fashioned way,” Anne said. A boy stayed out after dark. Fangs caught the moonlight. “Come to mama,” Anne hissed. ### Kelsey Beach writes novels and…
Fog Line by Lori Schafer
Lori Schafer’s flash fiction, short stories, and essays have appeared in numerous print and online publications, and she is currently at work on her third novel. Her memoir
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