The Odd

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The Odd (139 Words)

“I face odds well enough,” she said, “when they’re easy.”

“Ah,” said he. “And am I easy?”

“Are you odd?”

They glared at each other. It was a humored glare, the irritation and resistance mixed with a joining humor.

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Unexpected Flight

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Unexpected Flight (168 Words)

Mayor Grady absolutely denied he had ever wanted to be on a cross-country flight in a hot air balloon. He was only at the balloon’s unveiling to support the community. The two engineers also denied any intention of actually wanting to fly the balloon anywhere. They were only there to support their company.

So when the balloon somehow managed to pull free and ascended patiently some five hundred feet above solid ground, no one was more surprised than its three passengers.

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Three Winks and a Wish

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Three Winks and a Wish (185 Words)

“So,” said the genie, smiling. “Which one do you choose?”

Patricia looked between the three glasses unwillingly. The genie’s smile was not pleasant, a mix of malice and pleasure.

“It isn’t fair,” she said. “No way this decides what kind of wish I can make. How does that work, anyway?”

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Mad Dogs and Space Fights

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Mad Dogs and Space Fights (753 Words)

Apparently Jack Colton didn’t believe in formalities or protocol. With a slam and a crash, he was in her office, a very flustered and indignant secretary stumbling and flailing after him like a bird caught in the path of a hurricane.

The young lieutenant had never looked so wild. Leaning over her desk, he thrust a sheet of paper at Hailie, inches short of her nose.

“Sign it,” he said. “I don’t have time to play twiddle-thumbs with you kids.”

She looked at him, as dispassionate as he was impassioned. “What is it?” she asked.

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Finders Keepers

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Finders Keepers (178 Words)

When Farmer Tye saw the dragon guarding a little brambly nest tucked under a bush, he knew what it meant. Baby dragons.

“You leave that nest alone, Farmer Tye,” said his neighbor and friend Jimmy Quinn. Jimmy was a carpenter and very conscious of his crucial role in the village’s upkeep, just as he was very conscious of Tye’s practical usefulness as well. To him, the stonemason was “Stonemason Tim,” the weaver was “Weaver Molly,” and the farmer was “Farmer Tye.”

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