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Portal - By Brian Law

Jesse liked to start drinking early at the little bar next to the bus station. He knew the buses from Amarillo and from across the border in Oklahoma started arriving about eight and that’s when the bar got crowded. And…

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Unwritten - By Brian Law

“Nobody keeps all the money, Ricky,” Vinnie said, a steely look in his eye. “That’s the rule.” 

 

Ricky shrugged and thought his comeback was somehow going to make things better. “The rule, huh? I bet it’s unwritten, right? That’s why…

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A Visitor to the Service - By Brian Law

The funeral goers filed out of the small chapel into the late afternoon sun. Some milled about and chatted while others went right to their cars. One man stood alone.

 

The son of the deceased approached the man and said,…

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Almost Home - By Brian Law

He sat quietly with the group around the big table in the back of the cafe where they met for breakfast twice a week. He was retired LAPD just like them. They’d all taken their pensions and had fled the…

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Life Before Breakfast - By Brian Law

She peered at the old worn road marker, turned to him and said, “I think this is it.” There was some uncharacteristic doubt in her voice as she reached over, put her hand on his right forearm and squeezed.

 

He…

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Last Leaf of Fall - By Brian Law

They walked slowly, hunched against the wind, saying little. It was like this every day at about the same time. It was their daily walk together on the sidewalks near their cottage in the retirement village. The weather was changing…

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Saint Teddy - By Brian Law

Phil tapped his cigarette ash into a nearby ashtray on the bar as he eavesdropped on the fellow next to him. The fellow wasn’t talking to anybody in particular, just going on drunkenly about random stuff to himself. 

 

Then he…

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Passing Elko - By Brian Law

He was dreaming fitfully when he felt the hand of the trucker on his shoulder shaking him awake and saying, “You asked me to wake you when we passed Elko, pal.” 

 

Ed opened his eyes for the first time in…

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The Common Touch - By Brian Law

Cadet Miller knocked quietly on the door and announced his presence, “Cadet Jonathan Miller reporting as ordered, sirs!”

 

The two young FBI agents were seated at a table with Miller’s file in front of them. They had just interviewed Cadet…

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Cold to the Touch - By Brian Law

“Your Honor, the State calls as its next witness, Vlad Nicolescu,” the prosecutor announced.

The Judge turned to the defense attorney and asked, “Have you stipulated that Mr. Nicolescu is an expert in his field, Mr. Dennis?”

“Yes, your Honor…

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The Page Turner - By Brian Law

The old woman lifted the cup of tea to her lips with difficulty. She sipped with care and then held the cup in her lap and waited for the next question. She did not try to hide either her disfigured…

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Power Forward - By Brian Law

Walt Johnson removed his fourth paper cup of coffee from the hospital’s vending machine, returned to his seat in the waiting room and sat down with the rest of the expectant fathers.

 

He was bleary eyed as he hunched forward,…

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