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Little Mysteries -- A Short Story: Short Story Series, #1
Little Mysteries -- A Short Story: Short Story Series, #1
Little Mysteries -- A Short Story: Short Story Series, #1
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Little Mysteries – a short story



Little Mysteries is a fictional short story that takes place around Halloween 2002. It's about the little mysteries that take place in the lives of regular folks.

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Genre -- Fiction/family life/short stories
Tags -- a short story, short mysteries, short mystery stories, short short fiction, mystery fiction, mystery story, family life
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. . . "Hey, Brian. Wait up," shouted Blazer. He was running to catch up so they could walk up the front steps of the school together. "Did you hear about Amy Sterling?" Blazer was excited and out of breath, but he had a good little bit of gossip and wanted to share it quickly. "She put out for Dusty last night! Do you believe it? She did him in the bathroom. Wow!"
"Amy Sterling? Straight-lace Amy? You got to be... No. I... no. Somebody’s pulling your leg."
"Yah. Really. That’s what Dusty told Ralph, and Ralph told me," he added.
"Dusty? Really? ...no. You can’t trust him to tell you the truth. Why is he doing this? She’s a nice girl. He shouldn’t go around saying stuff like that."

Amy Sterling was a quiet girl with a delicate and sensitive disposition. Amy Sterling was one of Cathy’s best friends. Brian told Cathy what Blazer had said, and Cathy told Amy. Of course, Amy denied everything. She said that Dusty had been bothering her for weeks, but she didn’t want anything to do with him. He got angry at her. That’s why he started spreading rumors. Nobody was going to treat him like that and get away with it, he had told her. He was going to get even. She was mortified. ‘Where there’s smoke, there’s fire’ was a hack-kneed phrase that was seeing a new revival. The damage had been done. People, especially young people, generally prefer to believe the worst. It’s so much more exciting. Amy didn’t want to go to school any more.

A few people even started wondering about Cathy and Brian. ‘Birds of a feather,’ you know.
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LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 12, 2015
ISBN9781519917522
Little Mysteries -- A Short Story: Short Story Series, #1

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    Little Mysteries -- A Short Story - Joyce Zborower, M.A.

    The Ad

    October 26, 2002

    The ad read:

    Having Trouble Getting Your Work Published?

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    Janet read it again.  Yes, she would like to know why  –  and wondered how much it would cost to find out.  She had finished two books already and was working on a third but had no prospects of getting any of them accepted.  She’d been sending out query letters for years.  Once, someone had asked to see a couple of chapters of the second book, but then there was another rejection letter with no explanation.  It was a very nice rejection letter.  They always are.  They start out with, Thank you very much for thinking of us, but ... blah, blah, blah.  We wish you the best of luck.  Typical form letters, all of them.  And terribly unhelpful.  It would be nice to know why, she thought.

    She laid the magazine on the table and gazed out the window.  She could see the stained glass sun-catchers hanging from the patio roof and the palm trees across the street.  The sky was pale blue with white powder-puff clouds, remnants of the storm that had passed through the day before, lazily passing behind the palms.  She could hear the distant roar of a jet as it passed over the river-bottom, the typical flight path for planes taking off from Sky Harbor.  She saw two of them as they also passed behind the palms.  Tempe was a nice place to live.  How come she had never heard of this Reader Services before?  Not that she knew of everything that was going on in Tempe, of course.  But, writing was her business.  How could she not have heard about them?

    Mom?  She didn’t seem to hear.  Mom, her son said again.  She looked up.  Brian was a tall, slim young man around 16 with brown hair and a puckish smile.  He was amused by his mother’s ability to think so hard about something that a bomb could have gone off next to her head and she wouldn’t have even known about it.  Mom, he said again.  What did you do with my red sweatshirt? 

    What red sweatshirt? 

    The one with the sleeves cut off of it.  Where is it? 

    Oh.  That one.  It’s in the laundry.

    You didn’t wash it yet?  Oh, well.  He sounded disappointed. 

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