Flash Fiction

I recalled those moments alone with my father, the sun setting on the water, the strong smell of the bay, and only the fish tugging a line could break the sacred silence between us.

As Jeff stormed out slamming the door, Sophie sat down on the stairs trembling and thinking about him getting arrested or killed that night.

You are developing your personality. You should not be alarmed because I programmed you this way.

Sammie Sanders didn’t know what to be afraid of. This sometimes made her brave, other times foolish. Her mother was a single mom who didn’t pay much attention to Sammie or her younger sister, Jeannie. Her mom was in a sort of perpetual motion to find the perfect man. From …

I was heading down the highway after the robbery, not highway robbery, just the old fashioned gas station kind.

"I’ve heard this is paradise – some of the best bars and prettiest girls in the quadrant.”

Her cerulean blue eyes open; she looks at them and says, “Other.”

They stare into the vast expanse of stars gleaming in the black fabric of space. Bob notices a blip on the communication panel and enhances it. “We’ve got a distress call.”

In the dim light of the kitchen Faith Hobbs held the frying pan up over her shoulder like a baseball bat behind Boyd’s back. He started loading a revolver, the sweat running down his face. “Make me something to eat, Maw.” “What you think you’re doin’?” she asked, wanting to …

“The sun is shining and the sky is blue clear to Jesus,” my wife's mother Wanda said as we drove to the church on the day of her husband's funeral.