Tag: flashfiction
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A Family Matter
“Hard Knocks?” Randy didn’t sound impressed. “I’m in trouble and you take me to a dive bar?” “I have it on good authority that the folks here can help.” “Whose authority?” Why was he being difficult? “You don’t want to know.” I opened the door and gestured for him to enter. He crossed his arms…
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Courage
Hard abs, glistening with sweat, Andy swung the axe. He was chopping wood all day. Ruth fanned herself as she sipped her vodka. She had been watching him from her kitchen window all morning, enjoying delicious thoughts about the many ways she could get him sweaty. She hated to admit it, but she didn’t stand…
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The Funeral
“Hard to believe it’s been twenty years since you walked out on me.” The voice startled Shane, who was kneeling in front of the casket. Shane winced. He wasn’t prepared for Maggie. “It wasn’t like that.” “What was it like?” Maggie wasn’t one to let things go. “I didn’t expect to see you.” He blurted…
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The Night Bear
Waves of nausea rippled through my body, but I valiantly controlled the urge to vomit. It was my first day on the homicide beat, and I wasn’t about to embarrass myself in front of the veteran police detectives and paramedics on the scene. I saw Detective Ryan, and waved. “Amber, a moment?” She looked at…
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The Beginning
“Impressive. She manages to get everyone to kowtow.” I flopped on the wooden bench, exhausted, hating people, and resenting my mother. Closing my eyes, I rubbed my temples. The bench moved as some joined me. My eyes snapped open to Father Jackson’s smiling, portly face. “What’re you thinking?” I was wondering if I could skip…
J. Rusolo Ward 