Category: Flash Fiction
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Flash Fiction Friday: #4
That sounded like a good idea but it was hard to comprehend. I could feel my mouth go dry, started to feel a little lightheaded about what had just come up. Would I be able to do it, or would I proceed like other times and back out, leaving the possibility in the air so…
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Flash Fiction Friday: #3
The frustration flares up again, and I’m at a loss as to what I can do. What am I even supposed to do with this? It’s not the first time he’s acted this way, but confrontation is not something I’m used to; it makes me deeply uncomfortable, with my body growing hot and the lightheadedness…
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Flash Fiction Friday: #2
Goose bumps blister my flesh. I should be used to this, but my body’s chemistry makes it feel like this is the first time this has happened to me. It’s been years though, and it tires me out to think back on when it started, how long it’s been, and how long I have to…
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Flash Fiction Friday: #1
I didn’t mean to hit him, I don’t think. I don’t really know, and I won’t actually remember much. I probably pulled out my whiskey when I started to grade those papers, and there’s no one in my office to say anything about that. It must have been hours I was there, since I recall…
The Only Child 