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  • A Dog’s Life - by Judy Voss           Today was my pick-up day at McGuire’s Pet Supplies. I was hunting for a new puppy from McGuire’s and I’d already made two trips out to my car with doggie supplies and a few extra things. I now faced the new owner and manager, Jeena Larson… {more}

  • Bar Food - by Judy Voss         “Get that thing away from her,” Jenny pleaded, looking at Mitch, sitting across from her at the small bar table. Fair-haired Jenny with her flashing brown eyes usually got what she wanted.        One of the two TVs in O’Brian’s Bar changed from the Cubs game to… {more}

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  • First Love - by Judy Voss “Who was your first lover?” David asked.I studied him.  Remembered the intense teen-age attraction that went nowhere. But why ask today at a chance meeting, after all these years? Even now some very personal hang-ups?“Do you mean the first man I had sex with?”“Well, yes.”“Oh,” I stalled.… {more}

  • On the Side - by Judy Voss She knew he didn’t have a clue that she knew. Asshole! Always assuming his secrets were safe.She’d found out through a friend of his. Some friend! Hitting on her, rationalizing if her husband could cheat, so could she.The couple was making a salad. He washed arugula and… {more}

  • One Hit Wonder - by Judy Voss “BillyBob thinks he’s God,” Shelly complains.“That makes you a goddess,” replies her daughter, Trish.“He should treat me as one,” Shelly whines. “All that fame from just one song.””Yep, you wrote him a country western hit—those groupies, opportunities. But, he didn’t cheat on you.”“Oh cheating?” Shelly interrupts, “occasional… {more}

  • Risky Biscuits - by Judy Voss           Lucille carried pens in her purse so she could make lists — laundry lists, shopping lists, “to do” lists, and, of course, a list of her lists. When she was brought into the hospital unconscious, nurses found one of her lists cleverly hidden in the sleeve… {more}

  • Road Kill - by Judy Voss         Would she never stop? The woman in the next booth was sobbing. Sometimes loudly, but mostly she put out simpering little whimpers. These were interspersed with wheezes of gaining her breath back, only to get on with more loud sobs.        I was eating breakfast in my favorite… {more}

  • The Last Trip Home - by Judy Voss            What would Roger even say to his wife, Linda? She was picking him up at the airport. A black cloud of betrayal shrouded his arrival. She knew. Roger knew she knew.        Nicole made that clear. “I’ll tell her.”        Roger and Nicole often traveled together for business.… {more}

  • The Serial Daters - by Judy Voss The First DateNerves? Excitement? Flip a coin.We met at the restaurant and conversation was going well. Until a loud fart interrupted me mid-sentence.Breathing became a problem. I forgot what I was saying. My date’s eyes teared up. Was it him? I couldn’t tell.Fanning it away didn’t help.… {more}



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