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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: 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

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Flash Fiction Friday: Ding-Dong-Ditch

“Dare you to Ding-Dong-Ditch Ms. Hannity’s place.” Casper wagged his brows, his broad smile reflecting a mouth full of metal. “Nah. We’re eleven, now. Let’s do something fun.” Jared cast a wary eye at the old woman’s house. Its run-down exterior and overgrown lawn gave him the creeps. He kicked a rock down the vacant… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Ding-Dong-Ditch

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Flash Fiction Friday: Wash, Rinse, Repeat

Amelia walked the familiar route to work just like she did every Tuesday. Down Sixth Street, west on College Avenue, to the corner stop light on Trade Street. A March chill forced her to pull her coat tighter. She frowned. The light turned green, she stepped off the curb— Only to be yanked back onto… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Wash, Rinse, Repeat

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Flash Fiction: Gym Rat

“Donna? It’s been so long. You look great! How much weight have you lost?” Rose gave her old friend a hug as they stood in the check-out line at the store. “Over fifty pounds.” Donna’s cheeks glowed with excitement. “I’ve got another twenty to go but I’m happy with my progress so far.” Rose nibbled… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Gym Rat

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Flash Fiction Friday: Nightly Visitors

The alarm yanked Ruby from her half-dream, not that she had gotten much sleep anyway. She rubbed her eyes and charged like a mad bull up the stairs of the hundred-year-old house to face her new roommate. “Jenna!” she yelled as she slammed open the door. “What in the world were you doing last night?… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Nightly Visitors

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Flash Fiction Friday: Awaken

"Jen!" I gasp, eyes now open as I sit up in bed. The spot beside me is empty. Where is my husband? Chilly air clings to my skin as I slip from beneath the covers and cross the room into the hallway. The stale scent of tacos I made the night before still lingers and… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: Awaken