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Orange Soda and Ashes; a Flash Fiction.

  I stood in that restaurant on that busy Sunday evening. It was our favorite place to eat at. He was my favorite thing about this restaurant. It has been three months since I set foot in here. It has been three months since I learned he died overseas. I can’t tell if I died… Continue reading Orange Soda and Ashes; a Flash Fiction.

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Be Okay Again: Part 2; A Flash Fiction

  I only drove three miles down the street. Then I parallel parked between two mini vans. I cradled this pain. At least I could feel that. At least it was better then nothing. I could hear my phone vibrating from¬† phone calls as I watched the sun rise. I did not pick it up.… Continue reading Be Okay Again: Part 2; A Flash Fiction

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Be Okay Together: Part 1; A Flash Fiction

I leaned into him she put an arm around me and an arm under his head. He stared at the ceiling as I ran my fingers over the scars littered around his hips. Those scars. Those scars he made out pain. I flinched as I touched the fresh ones he made just after this mornings… Continue reading Be Okay Together: Part 1; A Flash Fiction

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It’s What You Didn’t Do; a flash fiction.

My heals clicked the hospital floor abnormally loud as I walked down to his hospital room. There was a constant beeping that seemed to have no rhythm. The only still in that room was his still and half lifeless body sinking in the hospital bed.¬† I sat down on the chair beside his bed and… Continue reading It’s What You Didn’t Do; a flash fiction.

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Walked Away; A Flash Fiction.

The sticks always made identical noises when I stomped on them as we stumbled under the trees giggling and grabbing on to each other. “Over there,” he said pulling me into the bushes. “Okay,” I said giggling and following him. He pulled me against him and I pressed my lips into his for one long… Continue reading Walked Away; A Flash Fiction.