This is the first story for 2008. My first story contest was a complete bust. I'm still leaving it open until the 5th but tentatively declaring PANSI the winner. Sad days are these when PANSI is declared a literary genius. PANSI thinks that I'm just jellos because her story was better than mine. Maybe she's right!
To any rate here is the newest short-short story. It goes with the picture that you will find here, although you can take it on its own merit if you wish.
Kendra sat in the cafe waiting for Oly to arrive. He always kept her waiting during ice fishing season. She waited and waited and waited, alternating between hoping he hadn't fallen through the ice and wishing that he had.
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