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Podcast EDF079: Back Roads • by Madeline Mora-Summonte • read by Izzy David

Play this podcast now: Podcast EDF079: Back Roads by Madeline Mora-Summonte read by Izzy David   Madeline Mora-Summonte reads, writes and breathes fiction in all its forms. She blogs about books,...

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MRS. DRAKE’S MONSTERS • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

“What kind of old lady watches horror movies on Valentine’s Day?” Barry whirls a finger near his ear, rustling the gray thatch growing out of it. “But Mrs. Drake’s a good customer, Lizzie, and that’s...

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HOME WORK • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

Page crosses the playground. She holds her notebook over her head to avoid four little girls and their soapy bubble wands. She waves to “Betty”, who sits with her back against a tree trunk; everyone...

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A QUARTER FOR YOUR THOUGHTS • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

“I’ve been at work five minutes and already have butter on my pants.” Rona swiped at the spot with a napkin. “Could be worse,” I said. “How?” “Hot bacon grease. On your arm.” “Looking on the bright...

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EVIE • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

Evie fills the mixing bowl with dregs of bran cereal. She pours milk over the flakes, sending them crackling to death by drowning. She streams chocolate syrup over the whole thing, then churns it with...

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BACK ROADS • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

Yesterday, Dr. Katz told me not to drive anymore. He said my reflexes are dull, my strength is shot, and my sight’s fading fast. His bored tone echoed the room’s dispassionate chill. He looked up from...

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MAYBE SOMEDAY • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

Luke sorts the Halloween candy I bought into piles, a mountain range stretching across my kitchen table. He smirks. “You need more candy, Mrs. C.” I sweep the piles into my big plastic bowl. “Halloween...

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THE STAKEOUT • by Madeline Mora-Summonte

“That was the first one.” I point an accusatory finger at the large heart-shaped box of candy Millie holds. “I found it under the porch swing.” Millie hefts it in hands that are just as old as mine but...

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