Literary Upstart Winner: Penny 

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One night I woke from fitful dreams to the sound of mysterious groans and deep exhalations. The room was shaking. My God, an earthquake, I thought. And in New Jersey! I turned over to alert my wife.

But she wasn't there.

It was dark.

Then I saw her at the foot of the bed, rubbing herself against one of the posters of our four-posts bed.

She looked happy.

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