Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Sure Shot!

        Annie loved her job at the Ever After Bridal Shop. The place had a radiance about it. She sold, displayed, and fitted exquisite bridal gowns.
        But she never wore one.
        Annie was single and determined to stay that way. Ever after? What a joke. Her parents had divorced when she was twelve. Her sister’s marriage had lasted only two years.
        But as she arrayed the skirt of a brocade gown in the display window this morning, tingles ran up and down her spine. She looked out to see Mr. Absolutely Right smiling at her. Too late! Cupid’s arrow had struck.

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Wednesday, March 23, 2016

I've Got You, Babe

        Ginger was his good-luck girl. She accompanied Big Nose Nelligan whenever he played poker in the smoke-filled room behind the butcher shop. Tonight she wore her red sequin dress, faux fur stole, and the zircon ring Big Nose had given her after his last big win. It glistened like a diamond under the bare light bulb dangling from the ceiling.
        “Gimme a kiss,” Big Nose said. He puckered up.
        Suddenly the sirens sounded. Cursing, Big Nose jumped up, knocking over his chair.
        Ginger hung on to his arm. “If you leave now, you lose everything.”
        “Nah. I’ve got you, babe.”

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Wednesday, March 16, 2016


WonHundred Word Wednesday
Flash Fiction Fun

        Detective Spencer came around the corner of the building, pistol in hand. She discovered Officer Quintero on the ground. His partner, Officer Gallagher stood nearby.
        “What happened?” she asked.
        Gallagher grinned triumphantly, a tazer in his hand. “He was stunned.”
        “Oh, no!” She knelt by Quintero’s side. His muscles twitched. Spittle drooled from his mouth. “Are you okay?”      
        Quintero groaned.  
        She glared at Gallagher. “You were supposed to taze the suspect. Not your partner.”
        “He tried to taze me first.” Gallagher laughed nervously. “I grabbed it away from him.”
        “Hand it over.” She took the weapon, aimed and fired.


Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Close Call

WonHundred Word Wednesday
Flash Fiction Fun

        Eight hundred years ago, the Ancestral Pueblo People lived in an alcove high on a rock wall. They had built apartments of mud and straw, tucked under the lip of the overhanging cliff. Every day the adults climbed ladders to tend their crops on the mesa above, leaving their children behind. Always alert, grandmothers kept watch over the little ones, especially those who ventured too close to the edge. One little girl wanted to follow her mother up the ladder. Her foot slipped and she started to fall, but her grandmother caught her arm and pulled her back to safety.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Under the New Mexico Sun

WonHundredWord Wednesday
Flash Fiction Fun!

Today’s prompt: The old woman turned and smiled.

        She was probably eighty years old. Maybe ninety. Wisps of white hair escaped from under her straw hat as she worked at her easel. I approached quietly, not wanting to startle her. She was a legend in Taos. Everyone knew the woman who painted larger-than-life flowers. And bones. Sun-bleached vertebrae in the desert.
        I was lucky to meet her out here on the dirt road. “Excuse me,” I said.
        The old woman turned and smiled. Her apron was stained with paint.
        “I found a horse skull,” I said. “Do you want it?”
        Georgia O’Keeffe set down her brush. “Thank you.”