Author: Sandy Dodge

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Coasting – Part Ten (Final)

Short Story   Von shredded some cheese, added it on top of the eggs and turned the stove down low. He retightened his towel and walked into the bedroom to check on Darren. He...

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Coasting – Part Nine

Short Story Things started to blur. The next moment they were all in his bedroom. Blink. The next, Darren was in only his underwear and Milly was working on removing that. Von looked down...

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Coasting – Part Eight

Serial Fiction Milly was on the bus, talking to her mother on the phone and just as she hung up, her phone vibrated. It was Monday and she hadn’t heard from Von since that...

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Coasting – Part Seven

Sunday afternoon Von sat in the back corner of the coffeehouse, watching the ships in the harbor bob up and down with the tide. He was dressed presentably, with his glasses (which he rarely...

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Coasting – Part Six

Short Story He turned his head so quickly back to her that he almost tweaked a nerve. He thought the haymaker had already been delivered. Von: “Do you mean…” Milly picked at her nails for...

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Coasting – Part Five

Short Story Milly: “Von?” Von grunted and breathed with rising inflection. Milly: “Von, I-“ Von: “Yes?” Milly couldn’t speak, and she soon found herself removing Von’s pants, lowering her head and diving in. She was...

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Coasting – Part Four

Short Story Von, fully reclined in his favorite chair and sufficiently drunk, cleared his throat as he continued to hum a song stuck in his head from the drive home. His Saturday-night-car-singing-A-game voice had...

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Coasting – Part Three

Short Story Von arrived at the local pub. It didn’t take him long to detect his three friends boisterously laughing on the other side of the place. He waded towards them and removed his scarf,...

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Coasting – Part Two

Short Story Von stood with his eyes closed, head down, and his palms flat on either side of the shower head. He let the hot water pour around his neck and pitter-patter on the...

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Rusty

Short Story   That wasn’t his real name. They had adorned him with it after his second tour in Afghanistan, during which he was thrust back into duty without much training or intel, they...

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Floored

Floor 2a “Excuse me, sir. Which elevator-” “The one on the left, floors three to fifty-five. The right, floors fifty-six to ninety-eight.” The former, with a fresh coat of gel in his hair and...

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Foreign

Poem   Heart’s on a plane That folded in two Make you know my name It’s foreign to you Heart’s on a plane And I’d no clue It’s crashing again Into the foreign blue...