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55- Crunch
So satisfying this destruction of glassy film as if a footprint could put a dint in the cold and snow. Goodbye, lacework of Winter. I will not wait for the Spring sun. Crunch underfoot though only a quarter of an inch the breaking ice feels like it will drop me neck deep in water. Walking, each step feels like a risk. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction […]
Suzie’s House 246: The Invisible Girl
“What are you looking at?” Lisa grabbed at Ben’s hand so he wouldn’t get caught up in the surge of students that passed them when another class came flooding into the hall. Ok, so maybe she just wanted to hold Ben’s hand. Lately he’d gotten this far away look in his eye, like his mind was somewhere she couldn’t go. It made her uncomfortable. He had that look right now, staring at something in the river of students.
55 – Pretty as a Sunset.
He waits on the edge of the scenic overlook, thinking about how beautiful she is in the fading light. Glorious sunset spread out in gold, red, and purple over the spilled jeweler’s box of city lights. When the last ray gives way to the false light He can begin his night. 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, a host with the […]
Suzie’s House 245: Mr. Popular
“Who does she think she is, a rock star?” The bubble headed bleach blonde’s voice whined in a most excrete-iating manner. Tracy fought down the urge to step on the fake-bonde’s heels, maybe wreck those Converse high-tops. Just because Stephanie kept getting in the way, always lumbering down the hall between Tracy and Gene when Mr. Gordon held her back, that was no reason to wish the girl would fall into a bottomless pit.
55 – Up
So hard, that first step, the one that must proceed a weary lifetime of upward effort. It comes with the admission that change is not inevitable when it means change for the better. It is a decision, a choice, a requirement. Once begun, commitment sealed, it’s only a matter of placing one foot before the next Over and over and over. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction […]
Suzie’s House 244: Only the Lonely
“’What kind of a man will kill himself rather than risk a dirty look by the woman he loves?’ That’s what he said. More or less.” Drew looked out the windshield of the eighteen wheeler at the sagebrush, prickly pear, and dusty ground rushing past. “So I decided I better get back to her.” “Really?” The burly trucker kept his eyes on the interstate with occasional glances at the rear views mirrors. He had black dreadlocks with grey streaks that […]
55 – He Changed
Lately he has appeared stricken to me, as though impenetrably sad or angry. No more the happy, youthful curve of cheek, the strength in the glint of his eye. I walk on needles and pins, trying for the joy once so abundant, then realize, it is not anger that sags his face. It is age. 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, […]
Suzie’s House 243: Gone
“Is this Vin Southerland?” “Yes?” Vin juggled his cell phone and a bag of chips in the front seat of his car. He was on surveillance, but the job was almost done anyway; another cheating spouse case. He’d put it off to go collect Drew from New Mexico, and needed to wrap it up before he went back to make another attempt. “This is Maria. Is Drew there?”
55 – Down
The descent begins with a shaking of self confidence. A mistake, an accusation, a failing anything can begin the fall . The cover up, and the denial speeds the steps, making us rush into the pit ever faster. The degradation of honor can cause an exhilaration Which does not survive the end. Eventually, the steps run out. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by […]
Suzie’s House 242: Paving the Way
Vin wasn’t entirely sure how Suzie would react. Sure, she was the nicest lady he’d ever met, kind, forgiving, and generous. But if she didn’t know it was Drew, how would she react? With two kids in the house? Both boys had been stalked, and lately Suzie had been a bit protective. If she didn’t know….
55 – Friends
I sing when I’m with you. Happy, happy, no reason for it but merely seeing your face makes everything worth while. I smile at you, without even knowing. I dance with you every chance I get. It’s no big deal. Just the way I feel because you are my friend. 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, a host with the most.
Suzie’s House 241: How Can I When I’m Like This?
“Drew, how fast can you get packed?” Vin didn’t even bother to sit down before he said it. Drew wasn’t surprised. He’d been expecting something like this ever since Vin said he was coming. Why else would he come if not to take Drew back. That didn’t mean Drew had to go.
55 – The Grocery Store Santa
He set up his kettle in front. With each person to pass by, he smiled, his eyes crinkling above the snowy white beard. Marybeth walked right past, averting her eyes so she wouldn’t have to dig in her purse for change. On the way out, her way was blocked by a passing car. She didn’t mean to glance at him. And there it was, the crinkle of the eyes of a knowing smile. She came up with the change. The […]
Suzie’s House 240: Proximity.
Maria couldn’t wait to get Vin alone. Not that Toby mattered, but she really didn’t want Drew to hear what she had to say. The problem was that once the four of them sat down in the living room, both Drew and Vin became immobile.
55 – Letter to a Future Self
Will you remember this moment? There have been so many that slipped through our fingers like sand, leaving nothing but residue. Will these white walls covered in loving bric-a-brac remain? Will you still have a mind left, or will you be like Algernon; reduced to drool and nothing but a vague feeling of dissatisfaction? You scare me. The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by […]
