Flash Fiction

Bad Decisions

God she was exhausted. The constant questions. The scrutiny. Knowing she was being judged. Constantly.  About every single thing. Her friends had tried to warn her but she didn’t listen. “It’s not like I’m new at this this.” Her naïve arrogance dripping off her words. But California isn’t like New York they insisted. Now she… Continue reading Bad Decisions

Flash Fiction, History

Her Silent Secrets

  It had been sixty years since she had stood on that pathway but her mind struggled to contain the same flood of emotions she had felt on that last night. Fear. Shame. Anger. Grief. Such bottomless grief. Emotions unleashed unwanted memories They shouldn’t have done it. They had no right. She didn’t belong to… Continue reading Her Silent Secrets

Flash Fiction

Her Silent Secret

The probing light didn’t break her desperate silence but it did reveal her silent secret. This 15 word story was inspired by the photo prompt from Ronda Del Boccio courtesy of Rochelle's always fun Friday Fictioners Challenge AND Sammi's challenge to write about "silence' in exactly fifteen words. For me, the photo and the idea of silence seemed a perfect match,… Continue reading Her Silent Secret

Flash Fiction

Keeping it Real

Mom always hated grandma’s house. She complained constantly. “It’s like living in a funeral parlor. Flowers everywhere and all that ridiculously ugly gold crap. Hideous!” Thankfully. Gran refused to change a thing. Everything was old and kinda tacky but real. That’s what made it special. Her too. She was my safe place. A counter to… Continue reading Keeping it Real

Flash Fiction

Cassie & Nessie (Part II)

I didn’t plan a Part II but when the muse strikes …. You can find the original Cassie & Nessie here. And now the story continues ... Not for the first time, Liam stared at Cassie and wondered if being in a coma was like dreaming. Months had passed since they found her floating face-down… Continue reading Cassie & Nessie (Part II)

Flash Fiction, History

Harpers Ferry: Destiny Calls

Daddy used to make me listen to the speech. I’d pretend to be bored but I always got goosebumps when he’d exclaim “to mingle my blood further with the blood of my children, and with the blood of millions in this slave country.” It reminded me I’m not just any Brown. His blood runs in… Continue reading Harpers Ferry: Destiny Calls

Flash Fiction

The Final Scavenger Hunt

This was it. The trail ended here. Back at grand-dad’s old place. Not sure how he managed it from his sick-bed but it was just like him. A final hunt. Pit us against each other. Bastard. He’s probably watching. From hell. Laughing. Enough with the reminiscing. I needed to find that key. What was that… Continue reading The Final Scavenger Hunt

Flash Fiction

Their Home

She sat at the edge of the stream and stared at the house. Their home. The tumbling water reminded her of a song. She could hear the melody in her head. But the words just wouldn’t come. It’s not fair. Songs are not her department. TV shows and historical facts. But not songs. That’s his… Continue reading Their Home

Haiku & Other Poetry

harvest

commemoration? or hidden treasure buried? the harvest lays bare This week's Friday Fictioners photo prompt (courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff) brought to mind all sorts of dark thoughts, which made me wonder--why are my thoughts so darn dark? It doesn't have to be a murdered girl's gravesite. It could something completely innocent. Even something fun! So after battling… Continue reading harvest