Flash Fiction
Just Desserts
Just Desserts is inspired by a true story, however it is entirely a work of fiction. All names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Special thanks to Allie Crawford, Russell Smith, Danny Dien and Nicolas Forero from Foster.co for their support and editorial assistance. Thanks also to Adobe Firefly for helping…
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Special thanks to Felicity Brand, Allie Crawford, Denny Dien, Theresa Murphy and Russell Smith, the very patient and helpful editors from Foster.co who helped me pull this together. I couldn’t have done it without you!!
Read MoreThe Committee on Conformity
“Shalene4272” boomed the voice over the loudspeaker. A young girl stood up and pressed her hands together, fingers pointing skyward in the universal sign of acceptance and gratitude. Her pile of nearby friends, absorbed in their devices, looked up and returned the gesture. Shalene walked to the door marked EVALUATION. She tried to relax into…
Read MoreNo Remorse, Revenge
I can feel my body start to wake up. I don’t understand. I’m lying flat, on my back. I try wiggling my fingers. I bend my toes. Slowly I’m gaining control over my body, but not my mind.The thud, thud, thud sound that I was only dimly aware of begins to dominate my senses, like…
Read MoreSouls R Us
First off, you need to know how I love to shop. I mean I was born to shop. The thrill of the hunt for something new, the delicious uncertainty of deciding if it is really worth buying. The tang of guilt laced with a splash of indulgence. Maybe I really don’t need this pair of…
Read MoreVanity
The grey-haired, hunched lady meandered through the flea market, pushing her empty shopping cart in front of her. Nothing much caught her eye. Leah was at the end of an aisle of stands filled with bric-a-brac when a gilt-framed mirror caught her eye. She leaned in for a closer look and was pleasantly surprised. Although…
Read MoreScars Do Fade
Julie lay there with her eyes squeezed shut, but that wasn’t enough to shut out the light. The intense light was burning not just her eyes, but her entire body. She tried ducking her head under her arm to shield her eyes from the intensity of that searing sun. She lay there, spread eagle on…
Read MoreNaughty Kitty
The black cat slunk low against the wall, staying deep in the shadows until it reached the house and jumped into an open window. She ran up the staircase and into a bedroom, leaped into the bed, snuggled on a pillow and waited. Morgan knew she had been a very naughty kitty tonight. She felt…
Read MoreThe Number 6 Bus
I felt so relaxed, unusually so, for being at a bus stop. Usually, I’m looking around, checking my phone app, the time, and the news, but today was different. I just stood calmly, clutching my ticket and waiting. The early morning light vaguely illuminated the others who were waiting. We were all peacefully silent, like…
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