"Remember, let me order the tickets." Sandra ran a hand through her chestnut hair, took a deep breath, and yanked on the door handle of the movie theater. Her three daughters followed close behind, walking in order of age. Fifteen, thirteen, eleven. Her oldest stood a head taller than her. She approached the acne faced… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: At the Cinema
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