Showing posts with label short story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short story. Show all posts

Monday, February 14, 2011

Short Story: Love Her To Pieces

Love Her To Pieces

News at 5:) Man Cuts Off Own Arm to Feed Starving Girlfriend after Plane Crashes in Mountains.

Denver CO-- A man in Colorado actually cut off his own arm so he could use it as food for his starving girlfriend after their plane crashed in the mountains about 100 miles Southwest of Denver last week. The pair was flying a small Cessna from Boulder to Las Vegas when they crashed. Rescue teams were unable to reach the pair for over a week because of a severe snowstorm and the remote location of the crash. When rescuers arrived they found the woman conscious but delirious. Unfortunately the man had already died from exposure and blood loss. Rescuers also discovered a half-eaten hand and forearm over a small campfire along with a note that the man had left behind explaining what had happened. The woman is currently hospitalized in serious condition but is expected to make a full recovery.

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Saturday, January 22, 2011

Short Story: The Fool Stood Standing

The Fool Stood Standing

by Michael Engelby



“No Dad, I don’t think there will be any problems.”

“But honey, it’s only been a year and the doctor said…”

“That’s another reason were getting out of here for awhile. The doctors. I am sick and tired of doctors.”

“Sick and tired,” said Albert from a large stuffed chair in the corner of the bedroom.

“Yes, I suppose. But what if he…”

“Look Dad, I really need this break and I know Albert needs some time away from all the poking and probing.”

The phone was squeezed between her shoulder and ear as she continued to pack.

“Poking and probing,” said Albert.

“But he doesn’t even like cars. How in the world…”

Albert reached over to the table beside his chair. He rested his finger tips on its surface. He turned his head slowly and surveyed the items on the table’s surface. He could see the brass base of the lamp with the white shade. Next to the lamp he saw a set of keys and a handful of change. Then there were the stamps for the letters and postcards.

“He’s going to be just fine. Have some faith will you,” she said. She knew that she was gaining rapidly on being annoyed but she struggled against it. She didn’t want to leave things that way with her father. He was already worried enough...

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