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Fuel Season 3: Episode 17 – The Kingmaker

With a cold war brewing between the 2 showrunners, Moodswing looks to put Glen in his place.

31st of January – Season 3 Terrance Moodley had woken up early, having taken a shower and had breakfast before his wife had woken up. He'd just finished brushing his teeth when Angela walked into the bathroom. "Hey, you're up early." "Winners wake up early, Angie." Angela looked at her husband almost worried as she had no idea what he was going to do today. However, she did know what he had to do. "What's on the schedule...

It was around 10 p.m. when a lone car careened down the empty rural road, engine growling, disrupting the peace of a lonely night. Its headlights ploughed through the darkness ahead as it angrily chewed up the centre lines along the road, then spewed them out in the rear, back into the nothingness trailing in its wake. Reggie Morton sat in the driver’s seat of the Corolla, leaning forward, his fingers closed so tightly ar...

An Angel Beside Him

He walked away somehow

An angel rode beside him This we believe was true What else could have saved him A crash only survived by fewThe doe just wanted to eatHe held tight to the wheel As it ran across the streetThe brakes let out a squeal The truck began to spin He's only seventeen Life has yet to begin Nowhere has he beenHe finally comes to a haltWrapped around a tree Nothing was at fault How could anything be A voice came through Crying into...

Drunk Driving Kills

A horrible tragic accident

We crashed here at the site Went to the movies for fun We're now dead here tonight Our lives are now done We all died that fateful night A drunk was driving in his car We'll never see daylight He was drinking at the bar The drunk did survive He didn't even get hurt Nobody else is alive Our bodies thrown on the dirt The police arrested him Body bags on the pavement Driving drunk on a whim Arrested now was his payment A nig...

Future Fairy Tales: Goldilocks

In the future, fairy tales are going to get weird - here's a little preview.

Once upon a time in a land not so far away there lived a beautiful little girl. And her eyes were sometimes blue and sometimes green, but her hair was always golden, and her friends (of which there were very many) called her Goldilocks. And Goldilocks was sweet and kind and always did the best she could, and she smiled often, because she loved her life. But her parents wished she was smarter and worked harder at school –...

Bottoms Up An hourly clerk on a Friday at work, was the last place she wanted to be – putting up stock while the hands on the clock seemed to stick on a quarter-to-three. A typical day filled with minimum-pay, that would start every morning at eight made her less than a fan of her parents’ demand that she get out and pull her own weight. Amber was young and the burden that hung on her shoulders was stinging a tad – that c...

Amy said nothing, just stood there smiling at Rufus. A nurse came along and fussed over Rufus.“Rufus, look at me, don’t move too much. You’ve got three broken ribs and a fractured pelvis, if you move suddenly, you could be really hurt,” the nurse told him.Rufus burbled, trying to get the words, but still too out of it to make any sense. ‘Why is Amy here?’ he thought.“A doctor will be by soon.” The nurse smiled sweetly.Ruf...

A Random Moment, Part 9: The Hospital

How will poor Rufus fare?

Cynthia sat by Rufus’s bedside. She was scared. She’d only just met him and now he was lying there in that hospital bed, tubes coming from him and his breathing assisted by a machine. It was just precaution, they said, but Cynthia and Mrs Hatfield still couldn’t help feeling scared by the sheer amount of equipment attached to him. Cynthia couldn’t bear the thought of losing her Rufus. The doctors had knocked him out in an...

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I pulled out the note from my pocket and looked at the address my colleague had jotted down. It turned out that I’m about twenty meters from the place. The building was old, with crumbling stucco walls and a richly graffitied entrance. It was obvious though that it had once looked beautiful and memorable, probably sixty or seventy years ago. The entrance door creaked pitifully as I pressed the handle. I was about to start...

Flying Through the Air

No doubt about it I was heading for the ditch at 110 km. per hour.

This story takes place at harvest time again. It was a time when our cell phone did not have great signal strength, as we are situated between two signal towers. It's better now but still not great.I was at home, and decided to give Ed a call to see if he needed anything or just to ask how he was doing. See, I am the perfect little farm wife. He had been clearing the field of flax straw at the time. I kept getting the mes...

The Pinnacle

A man desperately has somewhere to be, can he make it in time? What will it cost him?

That was a good session I thought as I put my boots in my bag. We couldn't lose this week! We couldn't let two lousy games in the past two weeks derail a relatively good season. I was the captain and there was no way I would allow us to lose, I'd pull the boys together. I looked around the empty field knowing that this was where it would all be decided.All the other guys had already left, I always liked to do a little ext...

My Darling Sagara

A story of love, loss and new beginnings.

My darling Sagara, You always asked how you became mine, I decided to tell you by words from my personal diary, my lovely. By now I am long gone, and you have an amazing and terrible journey ahead of you. Maybe this will help you. I love you with all of my heart, Darling, and may you always have courage and strength, for you will definitely need it.  Love, Cecilia, your guardian. It all started on the beach. I don't know...

I Take You for My Friend

Lilla and Rose were twins, right?

I Take You for My Friend By Carol Sumilas Boshears “Here we are, so cute, Mom says, having tea with Mr. Bunny Stuff himself”. “Oh, come on Lilla, just pour the tea before it gets too cold. I hate cold tea.” “Okay, Rose, give me your cup. Thank you very much. Mr. Bunny Stuff, here’s yours”. *** Now that I’m almost thirteen we have hot chocolate and marshmallows instead and I’m afraid Mr. Bunny whozits, got to be a mess fro...