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
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
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
“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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