My entry for this year is called The Pursuit of Happiness. It is below:
The Pursuit of Happiness
By Leslie Soule
The wax dummy fooled everyone, and Elvis read his own obituary in the newspaper. He’d decided to leave fame – that cruel, false friend, and it required cunning, but he had a plan – to hide in plain sight, impersonating himself for the rest of his days. Fame had taken him to Heartbreak Hotel, and to combat the pain, he’d give a new life a try and help people get married. He put on his sunglasses to hide his eyes from the glare of lights all around him – no longer stage lights, but the neon that surrounded him in Las Vegas, Nevada.