Alex Torres
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Started writing short stories back in 1988 at work, when I had an empty page to fill for the employee's internal magazine. Taking the pen again after a 30 year-long hiatus, exploring where it takes me this time.
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It was me...
Dear Reader: It still baffles me why we "molded" this site, but I couldn't do anything to change their minds about it. I was charged with preparing and dropping the samples at the indicated locations, but somebody else was responsible for monitoring and maintaining the equipment we use for that. You can't blame me for trying to "save" the mission when everything malfunctioned. If I was going to be remembered for anything, this would be the reason.
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Fiction
Three Boxes. Content Warning.
Who would have guessed it takes three plastic containers to fit one man's life? You would think you need lots of space, but after you get rid of all those little "whatchamacallits", old clothes, used furniture, and everything collecting dust inside the kitchen cabinets, there is nothing much left to care for. Memories? They're stored in your brain, and you don't have to keep 13 copies of the same photo to remember a kid's sports event you barely paid any attention to when it was happening.
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Fiction
Salt & Pepper
I have always loved the place: It has great music, cold beer, and plenty of space to sit and relax without being disturbed by others. The only issue I had was that there were a lot of youngsters coming on Saturday night - which was my favourite of all nights - as that was the day when live music was performed. It always made me feel like a Grandpa tasked to take care of his grandkids on a night out.
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Fiction
Coordinated Effort. Content Warning.
-"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Capitan speaking" - his voice was serene, but it was easy to figure out the situation inside the cabin - "As you are aware, we have some 'guests' pushing us to deviate from the planned route, and we have no other option than comply" - He was trying hard to sound calm, but the tremors on his voice were telling a different story - "I'm still controlling the plane, but we will have to follow specific instructions shortly. Please stay calm and fasten your seatbelts. Thank you".
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Fiction
Strong Evidence. Content Warning.
When the police officers arrived at the school, they first went to the front office and talked with the director for a short time. The secretary then brought them into my office, inside the Computer Lab. They spent a long time with me as I laid out all the facts I knew about the case.
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Fiction
