Category: flash fiction
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9-2-16 Micro-story (prompt word: wolf)
The wolf sniffed at the front door. Its tawny eyes met Jason’s. “Mom, can we keep him?” He knelt by the screen. “Can we keep whom?” Wiping her hands on a dishtowel, Maura Anderson walked into the living room. The towel slipped from her fingers. She sniffed the air and lowered her head. “So,” she […]
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9-1-16 Micro-story (prompt word: cry)
The eyes of predators and prey alike followed them. The smallest member of the party lifted his nose out of his book and turned a full 360°. “Mo-o-o-om!” Jonathan’s plaintive cry split the silence. “You told me we’d see lions and tigers and bears. But according to the ‘Habitats of Land Mammals,’ they don’t ever […]
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8-31-16 Micro-story (prompt word: middle)
The clamor in the auditorium hushed and the whirling lights darkened. The last contestant on the floor faced three doors. “I choose that one,” Patrice pointed a bruised hand towards the middle door. “Are you sure?” The announcer’s voice soared above the sudden roar of the crowd. “The Middle Door brings certain death. You might survive […]
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8-30-16 Micro-story (prompt word: keys)
“Dammit!” Karen threw her bag on the kitchen counter. “What’s wrong?” Justin rushed in carrying glasses and an empty plate. “I meant to get a spare set of keys made for my dad. He’s coming to visit, and I screwed up.” “Honey, he’s been here since three.” “But he just got out of prison. I […]
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8-29-16 Micro-story (prompt word: merge)
The car careened across three lanes. I swerved to avoid an orange barricade, and the wheels screeched in protest. “Merge here and then turn left,” Mark shouted. “Where?” I tried to keep frantic eyes on the road and follow his pointing finger. “Right there,” He cried. “You mean at the ‘No Left Turn’ sign?” “Yes!” […]
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8-28-16 Micro-story (prompt word: grounded)
“The rescue ships are grounded until further notice. ” Captain Hastings announced. “But sir,” Shania skidded to a stop in front of him. “Our people are still down there. The acid fire will kill hundreds. Thousands!” “Yes, and my wife is down there too” he marched away but not before she saw his tears. “Sir,” […]
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8-27-16 Micro-story (prompt word: collapsed)
“Another day, another 79 cents to your dollar,” Marla collapsed onto the couch and threw her arms over her face. “I know, honey,” Robert moved her legs, sat down beside her, and started rubbing her feet. “Now how about I go into the kitchen and make you a sandwich?” “Okay, what do you want?” She cracked […]
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