Winter – 2039 Flash Fiction by a New Model –‘Dialogue Only’ “My God, Frank, are you…you?” “Of course, I’m, me! The treatment took less than
Wicked Marcie “You’re a filthy beast!” she spoke as tears fell down her cheeks. “And, what kind of beast, would you say?” his face squinted
There Must Be A Better Way “Hey, Man, this is great stuff! Wow! The sky’s amazing! Look at all the colors… Awesome, dude! What’s this
The chill in the air and the darkness prevailed in the little town, and they searched everywhere for a place to rest their weary bodies.
Ripples The lovely lady squinted as she stood on her penthouse balcony, grasped the iron railing and looked outward at the distant clouds hovering
Fateful Flowers “Red or yellow roses, Sir?” asked the lady in the flower shop. The young man in his early thirties smiled and raised his