Wednesday, 2 September 2009


'What did dad do,' asked Jack smiling up at her.Random Story Image.2
            She dreaded the innocent questions. How do you explain, a drunkard fumble with neither party remembering what was loosened until one of them suddenly knew what was tighten.

He felt her lie long before he knew how to forgive her.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.