Flash Fiction – Running Out of Time

Buster was dying. The lady on the phone was not helping. Aggie cried frustrated sobs in the background as the dog heaved and gasped for breath. Samantha fought back her own tears, felt herself choking on the words, “Help me.” She didn’t dare glance backward. “Please. You have to help me save him.” Only now did she peek across her shoulder at the loves of her life. “I’m sorry. I can only advise you to take him to the nearest emergency vet.” “He won’t make it and you know it!” Shaky fingers angrily brushed back wayward strands of blond hair that blurred her vision. Not that she needed her eyes to see the image of her daughter kneeling over Buster. His chest rising in labored Continue Reading →

100 on Vacuous

Her thoughts bled out in a vacuous descent. “He’s gone?” “Gone.” Erica waited for it to sink in. How long had her sister known him? Not that it mattered, she never thought before jumping and once again the proof was the empty expression on her face. “Nah.” Eve waved her hand before her as though the word held the power to wipe away the action. She had planned – past tensed – to make them dinner. A cozy retreat from the world, cuddled on the couch with a bottle of wine and some old romantic movie she knew by heart.

Flash Fiction – “Reflection”

Reflection is a lost art, thought Virgil. He took a deep breath from the plastic tubing forcing air into his nose. His dry, cracked lips refused to smile, but inside his heart glowed with the warmth of memory. It was the one organ which never failed him as he remembered May. Kimberly entered the room quietly. Her brother, Paul, would be coming later. “Dad?” Her hand found his; she brushed it. The idea of holding a hand that had recently been so strong and was now frail tarnished the last of her strength. “You awake?” Virgil opened his eye and forced his mouth into a lopsided grin. “Ain’t dead yet.” He knew he shouldn’t tease, but twisted humor was all he had left. “Paul came by.” “I know, Dad, he’ll Continue Reading →