Fiction Author: Karen Southall Watts

Grandma

It was the second, quieter, phone call that ripped her heart out. Sure the first call, with her youngest son screaming hysterically about how she didn’t understand anything and was so inconsiderate, made her cry and made her heart ache. But the second call, where her eldest told her, in a condescending tone he’d learned …

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Power Source

The power went out just after lunch. Jason and Lisa emerged from their respective home offices to the sound of howling winds and creaking tree branches. “Well, at least we had our morning coffee.” Jason was scrubbing his hands through his hair and looking around the house. He did a quick mental inventory of how …

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Escape

There was a hole the size of a baseball in my bathrobe, but thankfully nothing important was sticking out. The neighbors couldn’t see my private bits or the bruises. The kids rushed out to the school bus. They’d had nothing but dry cereal all weekend, and knew they’d be getting lunch at school. I stumbled …

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