Random Word: Sliced
Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
‘Was dad handsome?,’ Annie asked, as she knelt down next to her mother.
‘Oh, he were a Brando before fat got him…Brando, not your dad,’ she laughed, putting her hand around Annie.
That he was a different star each month was never questioned – both needed the truth of lies.
Random Word: Handsome