A piece of Flash Fiction for Armistice Day, 11/11/1918. This was supposed to be the end of war, but if was really the start of a much worse type of war.
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Breach of Etiquette
The wife of Ambassador Kubisch led her guests into the foyer while the maid retrieved their coats. “I’m so glad you and the children could come tonight,” she told Mrs. Welch. “It doesn’t quite seem like Christmas without children.” Mrs. Welch gave an uneasy smile, pulled her daughter closer to her side. “Thanks for having
Read on »my horrible face
my horrible face leers to suit my stagger seems to know all the particulars seen from the side my horrible face looks noble and heroic, especially while lying so approach my horrible face with caution The Daily Post
Read on »Frank Lloyd Wrong
“We hired you because of your vision, James,” said the senior partner. “We gave you an opportunity here. You knew the importance of this project to the firm.” “And this is what you bring us,” said the junior partner. “This…I don’t know what to call it.” The drawing lay unrolled on the conference table between
Read on »The Devil You Don’t
Marisol carefully washed herself in the basin. She used the perfumed soap Olán had given her for her birthday. The lavender scent was strong, but did little to mask the odor of the businessman’s cologne that seemed to hang about her room. She went to the dresser and counted the money for a third time.
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a shell and a shell and a shell all you can do is guess guess right, once it’s all over but you don’t ever guess right do you and all you do is guess who’s waiting who’s coming who’s left The Daily Post: Peek
Read on »Cast Adrift
They said it was the law that turned him out of the house. They lied, saying he could have stayed if it was up to them. They didn’t exactly blame him for her death. They just didn’t want him around as a reminder of her decline. He blamed himself, of course. For a while he
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