Posted in Flash Fiction, Short Stories

It’s Cold Out There

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“It’s cold out there.”

That’s all Sam’s wife had to say to him this morning. He couldn’t help but mumble to himself I think it’s colder in here. This was how it had been for months. They didn’t talk anymore and if they did, it ended up with someone upset.

On the way out Sam witnessed a stray dog digging in their trash cans while noticeably shivering. He stopped, unable to leave this poor creature like this. He reentered the house and headed to the kitchen followed by Mutt, the strays new name.

“What’s going on?” Maggie asked  surprised to see her husband back already.

“Mutt here needed some food and a little warming up.” Sam replied with a grin his wife hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Well, then I better get a bowl with some water too. I think I have toys in the closet he can play with.” Maggie was smiling as well. She even kneeled down and hugged Sam, leaning against him while petting their new family member.

“I better be off to work now. Take care of my new buddy til I get home.”

“Do you have to?” Maggie asked. “Why don’t you call in today and stay home with me and Mutt?”

Sam smiled again. It seemed this day just might not be so cold after all.


Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction Prompt. My first attempt in a while. Hope you enjoyed. I hope to start sharing more regular in the future.

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Posted in Flash Fiction

Snow Day

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“Snow day, Snow day” the kids all shouted.

“What?” Maggie looked outside. “No, it can’t be.”

“No school right mommy?” the littlest one asked.

“I guess not.” Maggie replied reluctantly.

As the kids ran out into the cool air and began to make snowballs Maggie couldn’t help but smile. The girls were too cute for their own good now that they were getting… they were getting…

Wait Maggie thought, I don’t have kids!

The last thing she remembered she was in her college dorm playing beer pong with a bunch of other students. Yesterday she was worried about final exams and today she was yelling at kids to make sure they wore their gloves.

It was a real life Twilight Zone.


Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt and inspired by the photo above.

Posted in Flash Fiction

He Who Smelt It

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Mandy looked at me smiling “I love it here. The shops, the people. It’s just so different than back home.”

“Yeah, It’s great.” I replied.

“You okay? You seem a bit distracted tonight.” she asked in a concerned tone.

“Yeah, I’m fine just a few things going on inside. Nothing for you to worry about.”

“Anything I can do? Or anything I did?”

“Nah, it’s just my own internal processes.”

“Okay but I’m here if you need to talk.”

“Ahhhh, no just keep walking. I’m good now.”

“Great. I’m so glad you agreed to come with me. Isn’t it wonderful out here in the night air. All the sounds, the smells?”

“Oh yeah. I just left a smell of my own back there.”

“What?”

“Nothing, just enjoying myself with you sweetie.”


Flash-Fiction written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt and inspired by the photo above.

Posted in Flash Fiction, Poems

Storm has passed

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I step forward

Fresh air brushes my face

I now choose

Choose to save my soul

Now’s the time

Time I changed my way

No more sorrow

Good days for me ahead

Clear the way

Clouds opening to clear skies

Like the sun

I dropped to rise again

Past is past

The now matters right now.


Written for this weeks Sunday Photo Fiction and inspired by the photo above.

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Posted in Flash Fiction

Dusting Away

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It was just as beautiful as it has always been. For years I made sure it stayed that way by dusting every evening. Every nook, every intricate detail was always maintained. As the centerpiece in the main room it was always a thrill for guests to visit and marvel at its beauty.

Mr. and Mrs. Stern enjoyed talking about this house more than anything else. It was their pride and joy and some in the family took exception to it. Mainly little Jimmy. After being shooed away, sent to his room or just outright ignored for so long he decided he would make his presence known.

I really wish today had been my day off. Maybe then I wouldn’t have been involved in the melee. Now I lay here staring at its beauty just hoping the blood doesn’t reach the chandelier. I don’t think I’ll be dusting it this evening.


Flash Fiction story written for this week’ Friday Fictioneers Photo prompt and inspired by the photo above. Visit the linkup for more great stories or add your own.


 

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