Month: September 2022

Sewer Parley

Harvey and Bucket continued following their guide, the trusted friend and ally to all plumbers around Melbourne, for some time longer, creeping closer to the business agency where the narrator worked. With the ladder up to the street just up ahead, Bucket wasn’t sure what to do anymore. It figured they might as well press …

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Helping With Boating

I wish I was a speedy worker. I wish I could be one of those people who smash out their work in the first two hours of the day and then pretends to work for the rest of the day. But unfortunately for me, I am not. I am too much of a goody-two-shoes. If …

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Supporting Mum

‘Oi!’ my mother’s voice rang out through the hallway. ‘Who tracked mud into the kitchen?’ ‘Sorry mum,’ all three of us – her very adult children ­– called out in chorus from the lounge room. She appeared in the doorway, an exasperated frown plastered on her tough features. She’d grown up on a cattle farm, …

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The Exercise Tapes

I yawned and glanced at the clock, slowly ticking above the mantelpiece: one-thirty in the afternoon. ‘Much too early to be awake,’ I grumbled to myself. With a sigh, I slid the tape into the VHS player and stood back from the TV as the static took shape. ‘Oh, hi there!’ came a greeting from …

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Magic Window Frosting

‘I just don’t see it,’ I frowned. ‘Is it like one of those… what’s the thing?’ ‘The what?’ my assistant, Julie asked, poised like an Olympic sprinter to finish my thought. ‘Yes, yes,’ I snapped, ‘the thing. The squinty thing, with the book and the magic and the eye—’ ‘Oh!’ she smiled, visibly relaxing. ‘You …

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Hardware Store Bucket

“Hey, Harvey,” said the bucket. “Pick me up and take me on all your adventures!” Ordinarily, Harvey would have questioned how a bucket could possibly be talking to him, but at this point, he’d decided not to wonder anymore. After all, it was probably just the will of the narrator to make a sentient bucket, …

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Expert Plastering Witness

‘Janet!’ I called out into the office hallway, whipping off my glasses and rubbing the bridge of my nose. ‘Janet, where the hell are the Peterson memos?’ ‘Peterson?’ Janet asked with a frown, stepping into my office with her trust clipboard. ‘Yes, yes, Peterson,’ I repeated, annoyed. ‘We need them for the deposition on Thursday …

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