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Friday Flash Fiction – Talk About the Weather (Part Three)

Zara rubs her wrist, conscious she can no longer feel the weight of the bracelet. She wonders how it already feels like something she’s missing. She wore it through dinner, no more than an hour at most, and she remembers … Continue reading

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Friday Flash Fiction – Talk About the Weather (Part Two)

She can’t look at Ben, so she looks away to the stairs. It’s somehow worse in the dark, where shadows shudder in time to her unsteady grip on the phone. There’s nothing overtly different about the upward curve of plain … Continue reading

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Friday Flash Fiction – Talk About the Weather (Part One)

Two thoughts strike Zara Corman even before her eyes snap open. The first: the salt stinging her nostrils, the muffled weight of waves dashing on rocks, and the damp stone chilling her right shoulder blade and hip bone tell her … Continue reading

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Final Fridays

I’m not one for resolutions around the start of a new year. Commitments made while basking in the glow of holidays and indulgence are neither credible nor binding, if past experience is anything to go by. Life’s starting to catch … Continue reading

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Friday flash fiction – Centennial

Just before Mayor Infantino applied her oversized ribbon-cutting scissors to the task of officially opening the centennial celebrations, the aliens invaded. “This is Grace Cartilage of Ace News bringing you live footage of the gigantic intruders as they literally rain … Continue reading

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