Tag: Flash fiction
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Down in the garden
Georgia heard the loud squeak from the gate at the bottom of the garden. It only ever squeaked when it was closed, never when it opened, so she knew somebody was there. She was expecting a parcel to be delivered, and threw open the front door with gusto. There was nothing and nobody there. She…
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Not Quite There
Luckily, Young Matthew landed quite gently. The leg had broken off the stool, and the hamster had escaped from its cage, which had turned out to be not as strong as it first looked. “I must find another way to reach the choccie biccies on that top shelf” he thought. *** This is a new…
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Reservations
“But we’re booked in!” The man was starting to get agitated. “Please calm yourself, sir.” The receptionist reasoned. “We have no reservations for the name Jones.” “My wife made the bookings herself. Here she comes now.” A small lady walked into the lobby, pushing, pulling and carrying four heavy suitcases. She arrived at the desk.…
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Diner
The car stalled at the bottom of the hill. Adam turned the key several times, but it wouldn’t start. He locked the car securely, and set off up the hill towards where he’d seen the bright neon diner sign from the main road several minutes earlier, hoping to use their phone. Torrential rain pushed him…
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Wine
The red wine was warm, sweet and sickly. Not to his taste at all, although he pretended to enjoy it. He smiled at his companion after taking another sip. He liked this part of the chase; the teasing. He knew he would be quenching his real thirst very shortly. This is my first attempt at…
The Mansionic Perspective 