Ernest decided his life’s goal in one afternoon…to have a wrecking service. He wanted billboards, sports signs, and a song. You know, a ditty, a…
Tag: flash fiction
Seamus Blackmore fastened his gun holster to his waist and took a deep breath. He was ready. In a few minutes, he would face that…
There are health benefits ascribed to salt lamps: breathing, blood flow, improved sleep. They are so small, some of them, anyway. I thought they’d be…
Dixie had to go to work and it was snowing outside. Why did folks have to pass away in the dead of winter? She combed…
The clock strikes at 12 AM, Eudora though she should really come down out of the tree. She hadn’t meant to stay up there this…