One Shot

One Shot Reblogged from 101words.org July 7, 2015 Leave a Comment 00Share Fulmar sighted along his rifle for what seemed a long time. He lowered it, shaking his head. “I can’t tell. Might be German. Might be American. I just can’t tell.” The lieutenant wiped his face. Command decision time. “You think you can hit…

An Imposter in Our Midst

The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached. It was old Elke Svørtsenbørg, and she had her teeth in. She munched on their improbable whiteness while she made her way to the cake table. The Mayor smiled his best. “Our next victim,” he said in the unctuous tones familiar to all who…

Lost in the Mall

Stranger Danger was all he could remember. What was the rest of it? It was like some kind of secret code, something about when it was okay to ask a stranger for help. He wasn’t about to start crying again like some little kid. He would be brave this time. He stood on a bench,…

Dig That Clock Tower

He seemed sad. He gazed  through the limousine window as we wended through the impossibly green countryside. “You know, baby,” he said, his voice so soft I almost couldn’t hear it. “When I lived in London, my mind was always blown by this thing and that thing. One time I saw this cat in Kensington…

Cha Là Nhà

  When she opened the door of the apartment, Linh did not recognize him, though she did see something familiar in his face. A nice face, she thought. At first she she thought he was another American salesman who had business with her mother. The smells of the restaurant downstairs mixed together with the usual odors…

After the Storm

When I woke, the windows were  translucent  from the dried salt spray. I went downstairs to make coffee. The power was out, but the gas range was working. I was searching for the  kettle when I heard the door. She came in, hair splendidly tousled across her tan, lovely face. “You won’t recognize the beach,”…

Keep Them Safe

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Truth or Dare.” One day she just knew. There was no epiphany, no moment of truth. It was a simple knowledge, like remembering it is your grandmother’s birthday. Embarrassment? Certainly, but embarrassment of a private sort, embarrassment more akin to shame. This was the first change wrought…

All That Bull Crap

“What a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive.” “What a crock.” I kicked the side of the treehouse. “It doesn’t even make sense.” Teddy tossed the book into the corner. “It’s full of that stuff. Maxims and shit. My aunt gave it to me when I was little.” “What are maxims?” He…

The Best-Laid Plans

She hadn’t anticipated the cold. She knew this wasn’t supposed to be comfortable, not that there were many stories about how it was supposed to be, but comfort was really the last thing you could expect, at least while you were actually doing it. Even pills would make you nauseated. Her original plan was to…

All They Are Saying

The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits. They were always there, though I was the only one to see them, much less communicate. My grandmother told me it was a gift. Experience has shown me it’s the opposite. Spirits are everywhere, as anyone who sees them will tell you.…