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The Last Soldiers

The morning of February 18th, 1945 was a day I had been waiting for my entire life: my sixteenth birthday. The moment I woke up, I discarded my Hitler Youth uniform and childish tin medals, and stepped forward to defend the Fatherland side-by-side with German men. I was the last boy in my family to enter Hitler’s war. I felt left behind and restless. My father was an Obersturmführer in the Waffen-SS; my brothers Franz and Götz had been fighting since 1939, and were both in Russia.

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See You Soon

“It’s okay, Mom. He’ll be back soon.” Not the words she wanted to hear at Dad’s funeral. I may have been an eleven-year-old kid who didn’t know a whole lot, but I did know that dead things don’t always stay dead. Dad was alright, as dads go. He showed up at all of my school plays (when he wasn’t on the road for work), he took me to piano lessons on the days that Mom couldn’t (again, when he wasn’t on the road), and he helped me with my math homework (even when he was on the road, thanks to the internet).

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Renovating The Hearth

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She been alone in this place for a long time, how long she wasn’t really aware now. Sometimes, it seemed like it been a short time, other times it seemed like years. Things seemed fuzzy and hard to keep track of now. Her mind wasn’t the same as it used to be. It happened when she was thirteen, the accident that got her in this state. It often flashed in front of her eyes. It was so painful, it was hard to think of.

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The Best Jest

I was the best. Not ‘one of the best’. The. Best. The Best Jest. What am I saying? Was. Am. I am The Best Jest. It says so on the curtains. The curtains I’m currently hidden behind. The huge red velvet drapes conceal me from my audience. The tension is starting to bubble. I can almost taste it. Like candyfloss. There for a moment on your tongue then gone. The sweetness. I need more of it. So, I put on shows every night.

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Talk Of The City

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There’s a town on Florida’s west coast that you’ve never heard of. The people that grow up there never escape. The ones that arrive there, do so to die. You might mistake it for a nursing home gone wrong, heaven’s waiting room if you will. So it shouldn’t be a surprise that after Jason managed to escape this place four years ago, he hadn’t returned.

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