Read 30 Days of Flash Fiction – May 2024

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“I won’t sit beside a n-word!” Caroline shouted.Horrified Mrs Stewart warned,“Never utter that word again.” “Dale Harken your daughter can’t…“What’s the problem,” he interrupted. “Caroline has absorbed racist language at home.”In response, Mrs Stewart updated her bulletin boards and curriculum to include pioneers of all cultures…. This content is for members

“My email? It’s the script for the apology video,” I sighed.

Rafe was compelled to make a new plan. He immediately inquired if Father Thomas was returned from Glastonbury by way of Stepney. Rafe lacked the exact information he required, and if need be, was prepared to make the trip himself. He would send word ahead and make every effort to intercept

Et tu, Sally?

Billy is going about his day as normal. Clocked in at work, processed some claims, headed downtown for lunch, and back to the office for a few final presentation edits for the following day. Chuck, a high school friend called and asked if he wanted to play racket ball at the

Helen woke with a start. She discerned one nipple dripping. Had she missed a feeding? Her breasts were swollen, painfully so. She rubbed her eyes and realized Rafe was standing quite near their bed holding Benjamin and speaking to him in low tones. “You are the sweetest wee lad. You’ve not

Don't be afraid to ask the questions needed.

Anna crossed the busy road, the lights flashing ‘ASAP’ in orange letters. She hurried for the train, the departure board screaming ‘ASAP’ in yellow letters. As the train doors opened again at her destination, the information screen blazed ‘ASAP’ in red letters. At her desk she slumped into her chair and

It was imperative she get there before he did. Careless, she thought. How could she have just left it all out like that? What would he do? Would he call the cops? Damn. She picked up her pace – hard to do in heels. She pondered taking them off for a

Trey wasn’t used to being rejected, especially by a woman from eastside and even more so when she’d given him plenty of clues that she wanted to hook up. But he also wasn’t used to being called out. Yes, he’d touched without specific invitation. He knew better. He misread her, he