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The Blue Ute

Lizzy thumbed a lift in the dark blue ute. She buckled up and looked at the old lady driving it. Good choice, she thought, trying to not laugh aloud. Margaret looked at the young blonde who got in her car…. Read More ›

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Splatter

Her hand touched something sticky and spongy. She recoiled back into her seat. “Are you okay back there, ma’am?” the taxi driver asked knowingly. She looked at his eyes reflected in the rearview mirror. Then there was nothing. He dragged… Read More ›

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