Jared convinced himself that he didn’t want to go. In his mind, his father wasn’t worth the time of day, let alone his presence at his funeral.
Excerpt from The Promise by Mark Tulin @ Friday Flash Fiction.
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Flash Fiction: Buttercup (Link)
Build Me Up Buttercup was blaring from the big speakers in the rafters. The melody stuck in my head, and I didn’t hear any other songs after that. She led me around the rink. We smiled as we tried to avoid the other skaters.
Excerpt from Buttercup at Friday Flash Fiction.
Crow Tuesday: Not Home
I try to talk to him,
but he never answers.
There’s always a busy signal
or a recording saying:
I’m out of town right now,
but please leave a brief message,
your name, number
and the reason you called.
Have a pleasant day,
–God
Flash Fiction Link: The Eccentric
At first, I interpreted his stare as being judgemental. Perhaps he didn’t like bald men or the way I wore my glasses off my nose. I immediately became disturbed by his rudeness, and I eyeballed him back.
Excerpt from The Eccentric at Friday Flash Fiction.
Flash Fiction Link: The Mallards
My son rarely listened to me. My in-laws thought he needed to see a psychologist, but he does well in school, and the teachers haven’t complained yet.
An excerpt from The Mallards on Flash Fiction Friday.
Flash Fiction Link: Detox
There was silence. My dad felt lower than any point in his life, even worse than the day my mother walked out on him. His shiny bald head reflected the harsh ceiling light; his blue eyes sparkled with tears. He knew that the bottle was destroying him from the inside out. He also knew that I was giving him an opportunity to get sober.
Excerpt from Detox. Read Detox on Friday Flash Fiction.
Flash Fiction Link: On Fire by Mark Tulin
She crouched like a tiger honing in on its prey. She sniffed and picked up the scent of a slot machine with no name. “That’s the one,” she whispered. She had never been wrong before.
Excerpt from On Fire at Friday Flash Fiction.
