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Terrific Tales features original stories, poems and humor.Click on article titles to see full articles.

Miami Snow: Mystery Short Story

IN THE July 19 ISSUE

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by Ilene Schneider


The morning after I arrived in Miami, I opened the window shades in my bedroom and saw eight inches of snow. I guess I should clarify: I was in Miami, Vermont.

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by Robert Weibezahl



“Bless me Father, for I have sinned,” George began to recite even before Father James had finished sliding open the ornate grille that separated penitent from priest in the confessional. “It has been two weeks since my last confession.”

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by Barry H. Wiley



I was baffled. Jasper Marshall, a prominent land owner and operator of a couple of businesses in town, was shot to death several days ago.
Happened right after dinner the doctor said. In our town, Morgan, in Western Massachusetts, murders don’t happen but once a decade — the last one was 1913. This one happened about a week after I took the oath as police chief.

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The Night Fairy: A Cat Short Story

IN THE July 5 ISSUE

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by Ron Van Sweringen



The little creature slipped in through a keyhole in the bedroom door. Her gossamer gown floating about her on the air. Silver moonlight through an open window, fell across the bed, illuminating a sleeping child and her golden ringlets.

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by Jan Christensen



Charlie sped toward the murder scene. The chief had told him no lights, no siren. This was a shame because Charlie was driving his brand new white SUV police vehicle. Happy Fourth of July, he thought, not totally unhappy to be working the holiday. Sometimes interesting things happened, especially on Independence Day.

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by Larry Chavis




The Reverend George Mayfield suppressed a shiver as a cold blast whipped in off the Eastern Branch of the Potomac, cutting right through the threadbare greatcoat he wore. The old coat had worn out long ago, but it was the last thing his dear Melissa had given him before the influenza took her away. He had no heart for a new one.

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by Guy Belleranti




Deputy Latimore stepped out from the rest of the posse as Marshal Ben Clagget reined in his horse. “Marshal,” Latimore said, “those stage robbers were hiding out here by the creek just like you thought. The boys and I had ‘em surrounded before they could make a run. Got all three of ‘em hand-tied and ready for the ride back.”

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by Pam De Voe


“A village elder just reported a suicide at the home of Master Xiao Hong-gui.” Fu-hao slicked his hair back and shook his head in disapproval. “We’ve only been here a week and we already have a suicide!”

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by Susan Oleksiw


The sounds of happy chatter ricocheted around the large room as shoppers inspected handmade sweaters, birdhouses, holiday decorations, and more. A table sagged under homemade pies, breads, and sweets. Youngsters jostled in line for a toss-and-win game.

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by Kaye George



“Be sure you gouge out the eyes, Imogene,” Hortense filled the Dutch oven with water to boil the potatoes.
Immy attacked the spuds, peeling off skin and popping out the eyes with the pointed part of the peeler. “Why do they call them eyes, Mother?” The operation was taking on gruesome overtones for the seven-year-old. “Potatoes can’t see anything.”

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by J.R. Lindermuth



I’m sheriff over to Arahpot and one thing folks know about me is I don’t shirk my duty, especially not when it comes to women and kids. I just wasn’t prepared for what awaited me this day.

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by Gary Hoffman



“We need to talk.” I’ve never heard much of anything good coming from those words. It was kind of like hearing, “You get to go first in Double Jeopardy!”

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The Egg Robber

IN THE June 7 ISSUE

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by Ron Van Sweringen


She was tired of being robbed every morning. I could tell by the way she looked at me with those blinking eyes when I entered the chicken coop. She was the only white hen in my grandmother’s flock of twelve hens and one large, very mean, red rooster.

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by Maria Ruiz



I was a young wife whose husband had recently graduated from the University. His first job in a coastal city of California meant we had to move. My husband, Bob, our five year old son, Barry, our dog Fuzzy and I moved into a typical middle class neighborhood. What had seemed like a fortune for college students, Bob’s salary at the new job, turned out to be just a bit short of meeting our bills.

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