Fast Fiction: Sister Knows Best

As soon as Maeve entered the gymnasium, a pulse of energy shot through her body as if she’d been shocked with a bolt of lightning. Here she was — her senior prom. The last dance of high school, and her last opportunity to tell Mick how she felt about him before they went their separateContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Sister Knows Best”

Fast Fiction: My Best Friend Astrid

When I tell people Astrid is my best friend, they often look at me funny. Maybe raise their eyebrows, or give me a crooked smile and a half-laugh. But it’s true. She’s my best friend. Ever since that day in third grade when a group of fifth grade boys threw me down on the hard,Continue reading “Fast Fiction: My Best Friend Astrid”

Fast Fiction: Missing Person

5 months. 14 days. 6 hours. 12 minutes. That’s how long since the last time I’ve seen her face. Narrow nose, kissed by the sun, as evident by the freckles that cover it like stars do the sky.  Short hair, curls so tight they move as one entity when she walks, skips, dances.  Dark eyes.Continue reading “Fast Fiction: Missing Person”

Fast Fiction: Call From the Past

I lay on the carpeted floor of my living room, my feet up onto the couch cushion where a normal person would sit, and lazily fan myself with the Lamaze pamphlet. The window is wide open, bringing nothing but July humidity into the apartment, and the ceiling fan is spinning so fast it shakes. ItContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Call From the Past”

Fast Fiction: Bottomless Mimosas

She was drunk even before the food arrived. Not her plan, of course, seeing as it was a Sunday morning and she had a list of errands she intended to cross off after breakfast. But it’s not everyday you find yourself sitting across your husband with whom you’ve been separated from for six months. AndContinue reading “Fast Fiction: Bottomless Mimosas”