Tag: short short story

  • Nabbed, Grabbed and Sneaked

    The day I found my mother going through the boxes in my closet was the day I knew I had to move out.  At nineteen, I knew it was time and it had been time for a while, but I had been hoping to save a little more money before I made the transition.  My…

  • The Earthquake

    “The very best part was when the curtain then fell off the wall and he didn’t even know we had curtains.  He stared at them like they came from space.”  I blabbed on about my how ex-boyfriend had reacted to the most recent, but small earthquake we experienced.  I didn’t even have time to get…

  • I Remember Everything

    I remember everything about the night Randall left. Every single detail. He had told me was just going out for a run and two weeks later, he was still gone. I knew by his demeanor something was going on, that something was happening. He usually didn’t go running on a Saturday afternoon, much less after…

  • Wandering Off

    “Don’t wander off.  I’ll be done in just a few minutes and we’ll need to leave quickly after that.  Got it?”  I looked at my sister and waited for her to acknowledge me.  She was looking for our mother – she always was these days.  “She’s not here,” I said softly.  “She never liked coming…

  • Suspect

    I suspected Angela of cheating the first day she showed up in our math class. And I was desperate to get into her good graces. Not only was I desperate for a friend, I was also desperate for a passing grade in Calculus. If I didn’t pass Calculus, I would not graduate. If I did…

  • Lost Memory

    I no longer believed Rory’s memory and I no longer believed he would act appropriately. At first, I did really believe he was suffering from short term memory loss and was on the road to recovery. Then Thursday happened.  My afternoon meeting had been cancelled and was able to leave the office earlier than normal.…

  • The Ruins

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  I knew I was in for a treat when we got to the ruins. The ruins were everything I had ever dreamed of, but was confident I would never see. Since I quit my job last year, I never thought I would be here. I hadn’t been able to force myself…

  • Rough Around The Edges

    “He’s a little rough around the edges. I wonder what she sees in him.” Adiran leaned back onto the park bench and stared at the couple on the other side of the park. As he sipped his Starbucks coffee, I realized I was becoming someone I didn’t know anymore. Much less understand why I thought…

  • Dropped Coffee

    Jackson came busting into the room like he owned it.  I dropped my coffee onto the floor, but managed to move my already broken toe out of the way just before my mug shattered on top of it.  “What-” I managed to stutter with hot black coffee dripping down my legs. Without a word, Jackson…

  • Setting them Free

    The circus came back to town the day I was supposed to leave.  I needed to get away from nowhere and anywhere Texas. I knew I would be held back by my family name – Taylor was a common enough last name, but in and around Georgetown it was the “Oh, you’re part of THAT Taylor…