For the TerribleMinds flash fiction challenge, Must Love Guns. His fingers, stained with soot and grease, ached to their bones. He removed the visor he’d worn during the process and reached for the nearby cloth. He couldn’t take his eyes from his work as he pulled the towel over one hand, then the other. By… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The Gunsmith
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Flash Fiction: Been Caught Stealing
For the TerribleMinds flash fiction challenge, That Poor, Poor Protagonist. The water woke him. It was, as always, cold as ice. It poured onto the back of his head, around his naked shoulders, down his naked torso and over his multiple wounds. He could drink it, if he wished. They couldn’t stop him from doing… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Been Caught Stealing
Flash Fiction: A Real American Hero
For the terribleminds flash fiction challenge, The Flea Market The elderly man was comfortable, resting in the expansive bed that dominated the master bedroom of his suburban home. Under the babble of the talk hosts on the television was the constant, mechanical sound of the respirator. He’d told the doctors he didn’t need it, but… Continue reading Flash Fiction: A Real American Hero