A Grain of Sand

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Much to the surprise of his family, who thought he would never take an interest in that kind of amusement, Little Tommy woke up early and went to the beach. And he got the toy shovel and bucket with him! It was the first time he spontaneously approached anything childlike. Digging holes in the sand, who would thought? Well, not just any holes, of course. Tommy spent the whole day working on an incredibly intricate design, perfectly round holes of different sizes, connected by straight grooves and organic ridges, all carefully spread through an area the size of a small house. Continue reading

Intervention

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It is hard explaining what I do to others. They want details I’m not only unable to give, but also forbidden to. Confidentiality clauses. But even if I could tell everything, it would most likely raise more questions than before. Simply put, I save companies. I intervene when things are going downhill for a while, I put things in order and give a way for the company to stay afloat for a while. But I’m not just a consultant, not anymore. Continue reading

The Machine

“And thus I hereby declare Mark Robinson the sole inheritor of all my assets.” Mark held the notarized document in his hands, unsure of what was happening. It was signed by William Pearce, whose will executor stood before him patiently, giving him time to take it all in. It had been one strange ride, from the moment he answered the first call telling him he had inherited something, to the long process of confirming his identity, to finally meeting with the man who handed him the document he just read. Everything was as vague and generic as that last sentence. Continue reading

Piano Concerto No. 2

Frank woke up with to the familiar mix of feelings he experienced the last few years. His feet were cold because his blanket wasn’t long enough to cover all his body and he had the habit of pushing it to his chin when asleep. His neck hurt from the odd angle his head remained, being a side sleeper. His hair scratched from lack of hygiene and his nose burned from his friend Bob’s stench. Also, the loud thumps from the garbage truck always got him startled, waking up to a racing heart. Continue reading

They Came

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You know how when you just stop looking for something it eventually appears? Well, it happened again, in a worldwide fashion. Photos and videos of mysterious and incredible things were pretty usual back in the day. You would have to be rather lucky to see Bigfoot wandering around, and even luckier to have your camera at hand when that happened, remain calm and take the picture. Same thing goes for the Lock Ness monster, the Yeti, werewolves, vampires and such. And, as luck would have it, it was easy enough to find “material proof” of all those beings. But these are all mythological creatures, in a way. What about something we can be sure it is out there somewhere? Like aliens. Yeah, with billions of stars in our galaxy alone, and billions of planets gravitating around those stars, there might be at least another one with life. Continue reading

The Favourite

It was already late when she entered my room that night. I was afraid she had come to check if I was asleep as I was supposed to, but she sat by my side and started talking, stroking my hair. She knew I was awake. Mothers always do. I could smell the distinctive scent of her nightgown and the hand cream she always applied before going to bed. She talked in a smooth voice, the kind you use to soothe a child, almost a whisper. Continue reading

Foundlings

The house was old, as were they. It was incredible how long and well they lived. When mom died, we were sure dad would soon follow. They had that synchrony, that balance, as if one were the natural extension of the other. And to think they had that big weird fight long ago, when we were children. Two and a half weeks without talking, mom crying on the corners, dad avoiding her by any means. Continue reading