Tag: short story

  • Gently

    I watched her gently fold the shirt and place it on the bed. It was the gentlest thing I have ever seen Jenny do. Jenny was often brash, impulsive and had an uncontrollable temper. But now she was staring tenderly at a t-shirt lying on her bed. A t-shirt I had seen her wear many…

  • Endangered

    “Endangered species don’t matter. There is obviously a reason why they are endangered. They are too dumb to figure out how to survive in this new, thriving world.” Tyler leaned back in his chair and stared around at those sitting around him as if we were ready and waiting to contradict him. I think we…

  • Blame

    “I blame Zander for what has come of my life,” Suzanne whispered into the phone. As I listened to everything Suzanne had to say about Zander, I wonder if she had taken drugs before she called. She had been clean and sober for several months, but now her words were jumbled and slurred. Usually if…

  • Tension

    The tension had been building since I entered the room. I knew it all had to do with Michael, but I wondered what he had done this time. He was starting more problems than anyone I knew, but somehow managed to always talk himself out of any consequences. I needed to pay better attention to…

  • The Snowstorm

    PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox  The last snow of the season was always my worst day. It always reminded me of my father and it always reminded me I could no longer use the weather as an excuse to stay inside. The interior of my house was nice and warm and everything outside of my…

  • The Doctor’s Office

    I had been in Dr. Hudson’s office so many times, I could walk through the entire office blindfolded and not run into anything. It wasn’t until I was thinking about reducing the number of times a month, I visited Dr. Hudson when he realized he was making subtle changes to his office. And I was…

  • Screaming

    I heard the screaming even before I made it out of the car. Really before I had made it to the top of the driveway. I knew it was my aunt and I had a fairly good idea of what was happening. She had probably found her artwork missing and under no circumstance was I…

  • The Firefighter

    I had been in love with firefighters since I was in kindergarten. It was the first time I had been rescued from a house fire. Since then, I have been rescued eight more times (but who was really counting?) Not every fire had been my fault, but I moved often enough no one in an…

  • Overnight Snow

    “Emily! Wake up! It’s snowing!” My sister shook my shoulder as she whispered into my ear. In response, I pulled my blanket up over my head. Suzanna was obsessed with winter. Obsessed with snow and obsessed with being outside when I much preferred to stay in bed during the winter. I hate the cold and…

  • Beloved Teacher

    “She was a beloved teacher. Who could have done this?” I whispered as I watched the procession lead into the cemetery. Mrs. Rose had been my favorite teacher even though most people didn’t agree with me. Or even believe me when I told them how much she had helped me.  I had not been invited…