The close, feted darkness of the house behind me, warm, but confining in it’s demands and restrictions I stand in the doorway looking on the greens of leaves and grass made impossibly bright by new rain come and gone. This rare bright day of fresh air beckons but so do the needs of those within. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, […]