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An overdose for Christmas

An overdose for Christmas

Fiction by Marc Munroe Dion Simone LaCroix, fellow reporter and girlfriend of Mill River Standard Times columnist Jack Dupont, stared sullenly at a computer screen displaying 50 pairs of men’s gold cuff links. “Oooh those are nice,” said Standard Times lifestyle editor Linda Santiago, leaning over Simone’s shoulder and pointing at a pair of cuff […]

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The Death Knock

The Death Knock

Fiction by Marc Munroe Dion Before he became the columnist for his hometown newspaper, the Mill River Standard Times, Jack Dupont spent five years on a large Midwestern daily. Straight out of college, he took the first job he could get and worked his way up from covering school committee meetings in the suburbs to […]

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The bell of Christmas

The bell of Christmas

Fiction by Marc Munroe Dion Jack Dupont, angry columnist, left the offices of the Mill River Standard Times at 5:16 p.m. on a Wednesday. He stopped just outside the front door and, under the close examination of girlfriend Simone LaCroix, packed and lit a long-stemmed GBD Canadian. Dupont, 56, with 30 years in the newspaper […]

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Smokeless tobacco

Smokeless tobacco

Fiction by Marc Munroe Dion Jack Dupont’s $880-a-week reporter’s salary did not stretch far enough to cover the $100 Brooks Brothers shirts he wore to work. It likewise did not cover $400 collectible pipes, the fedoras he ordered online from a hat shop in New York City, the vintage tweed jackets he bought on eBay […]

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So, just cream, right?

So, just cream, right?

fiction by Marc Munroe Dion Jack Dupont, in khaki pants and a hairy gray tweed sport coat, was waiting patiently to give his coffee order. His red-and-green plaid wool necktie was pulled tight until not a sliver of fabric showed between tie knot and freshly shaven neck, and his shoes were shined until they caught […]

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Cold stones

Cold stones

By Marc Munroe Dion When the poor and working class people of Mill River, Mass., speak English (and at least two-thirds of them can speak English) it is with an accent that does not sound like Boston, which is 50 miles north. Nor does it sound like the stereotypical “ayup,” accent one associates with Yankee […]

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A reporter’s pipe

A reporter's pipe

by Marc Munroe Dion Jack Dupont was not a true believer in much of anything. As a reporter, he felt that strong belief led to the dusty, parched intersection of shortsightedness and bias. But he believed a few things. A partial list follows.   The short sentence is best. Inanimate objects have no soul. Neither […]

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Three loose cigarettes

Three loose cigarettes

“What I hate about winter is that it takes so damn long to get dressed,” Jack Dupont muttered. It was 7 degrees above zero in Mill River, Massachusetts, a former cotton mill town with a 14 percent unemployment rate, where Dupont and girlfriend Simone LaCroix dug metaphorical ditches as $880-a-week reporters at the Mill River […]

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