School Work, Sexy Nutella Stories, Post Secrets

The prompt was this:

Review the PostSecret site. Choose one of the "secrets" as a staring point for your own flash fiction. Write a short short story of no more than 750 words. Make sure to create a title.

My choice was this:My story came out like this:

The A-line Skirt

She walked into my room at 8:22 in the morning. The light, at that moment was filtering through my windows already and I needed to be up 20 minutes ago. Before she came in, I could smell toast burning in the kitchen. As she entered, so did the smell of coffee....

Unfortunately, Ive taken this post down so that it can be considered for publication. Stay tuned!

SUCCESS!! This story was recently published on Penduline Press. Read it HERE

Shotgun: Border Patrol

She makes slight motions with her fingertips across the table. She is bold, confident and assured as she looks me in the eyes, but I can tell by the jitter in her eyelashes that she is nervous, knowing her as I do.

I sat next to her in that coach class seat, her a first class beauty of a thing, so in early in the morning, her eyes so wide awake. Juxtaposed things that made me smile wide and made her, take notice, and by the late evening of our flight, our interactions, and her contradictions were more stimulating than late night on cinema.

Somehow in those eight hours, she convinced me to give up my plans and take off with her.

Later, listening to her speak to border patrol, convinced and strong willed, I fell in love with her. The guard smiled at her and led her slowly back into the room where I was detained. She sat beside me and took her purse into her lap; we stared at the wall in front of us.

“You’re going to be okay” She whispered at no one. I knew she was lying.