“Lately I’ve been doing a lot of sketches,” she said at the coffee shop. “Want to see?”
“Ah… no…” he said.
“No really. I want to know your opinion.” She pulled them out, lay them on the table
They were straight out of the Psych 101 text book.
“So… how long have you been off your lithium,” he joked.
“What?! How’d you know?”
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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