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Flash Fiction Friday: Thanksgiving Supper

“Tomorrow is Thanksgiving!” Mama Mary plopped herself at the rickety dining table, the weathered cookbook passed down from her great-grandmother spread before her. “It’s a day when we give thanks.” She flashed a smile filled with crooked, yellowed teeth. “And it’s a day for eating!” “Yay!” All three of her young children danced around the… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Thanksgiving Supper

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Flash Fiction Friday: Last Night On The Titanic

The young man stood at the bow of the ship, the evening breeze tossing his hair as the sky faded from muted pink to deep plum. "Hello, Jack." Rose approached in a cautious manner, a smile on her lips. "I changed my mind." Jack's eyes glinted against the dipping sun. "Give me your hand." She… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Last Night On The Titanic

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Flash Fiction: Perfect Pumpkin

The pumpkin was simple, yet unique. Not your average shade of tangerine orange. More of a rich honey color. Three faint kelly green stripes bled from the stem, reaching halfway down one side. The shape was mostly round, a small bulge the size of a fist near the top. Perfectly normal for carving a perfectly… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Perfect Pumpkin

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Flash Fiction Friday: At the Cinema

"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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Flash Fiction Friday: The Procedure

Simon looked around the doctor’s office. Blank, white walls. Plain, dark chairs. He gulped. “Do I have to do this?” His mom patted his hand. “You’ll be fine.” “But why do I gotta get it done? I’m not sick or anything.” “Sweetheart, we’ve talked about this. Science has advanced in recent years. There are things… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Procedure

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Flash Fiction Friday: How to make a Brownie brownie

Darcy scooped a level cup of flour into the mixing bowl. She brushed her bangs aside, smudging powder across her skin. The ten-year-old consulted the recipe once more. Her mom would be so proud. This was the first time she’d been trusted to stay at home alone—even if it was for only an hour. She… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: How to make a Brownie brownie

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Flash Fiction Friday: Maiden Rescue

A monstrous growl echoed outside Rella’s bedroom door. She stepped back, crossed the worn rug, her spine flush with the stone wall. Her fingers twisted in the layers of fabric of her tattered gown. Roar! She hiccuped back fear. Splat! Her eyes went wide. Either that was the beast that had stood guard at her… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Maiden Rescue

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Flash Fiction Friday: Bathtime

“Do I have to take a bath?” Lydia clutched her stuffed teddy close to her chest. Her mother tested the feel of the bathwater and shut off the faucet. “Of course. Tomorrow’s a big day. You can’t be stinky.” She tweaked Lydia on her nose. Lydia refused to smile. “But Mommy, what about the drain?… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Bathtime

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Flash Fiction Friday: Monster Under the Bed

“Mama! I can’t sleep.” Travis pulled the covers over his eyes and waited. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” His mom ran into the room, settled onto the bed, her head tilted. Travis dared to poke one eye back into the world. “I’m scared.” His mom tried to hide her smile. “Scared of what? Papa and I are… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Monster Under the Bed

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Flash Fiction Friday: Christmas Cookies

The sweet sugary scent of cookies drifted through the sparsely furnished house. Chocolate chip cookies, iced and sprinkled with silvery balls. “Are they ready?” Allyson bit her lip as she wrung her hands. “Almost there.” Valerie scooped the last of the cookies from the warm metal sheet and arranged it neatly with the others on… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Christmas Cookies