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Edition 23: Girls’ Gun by Clint Spivey

Marina is the good girl, the prodigal daughter, but finds it hard to fit in. On a late night excursion she makes some older friends by an old war relic who aren’t quite sure why she’s there. A story mixing new world and the unsung heroines of the past. SY


Ghosts are like war, inviting curiosity until either is experienced. Then people realize why both are better avoided. I was twelve when I found one, and then the other.

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The gun pointed right at us. Its long, slender barrel gaped open at the end, large enough to swallow my arm past the elbow, if I risked inserting it.

Our little group filed from the bus behind the teacher and toward the museum. Girls chatted. Boys punched or otherwise abused one another while rushing inside.

“Hey Marina,” one of my classmates said while holding open the door with three other girls. “Guess what?”

“Huh?”

“Go away.” She closed the door in my face.

Pranks are hard to avoid when denied even time to react.

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