He eyed the box.
Only a few tissues left, and no chance to buy more before running out. There was another box in the kitchen, A third in the bathroom. Sneeze. Blow. One less tissue.
He stood, placed all but one in his pocket, eyed the distance. Could he make it? Grabbed the last.
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.
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