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The New Guy [flash 145]

Man in shades

“So, I introduced Dad to my new boyfriend Ken last night,” Barbara said to her friend Midge as they perused the brunch menu.

Midge peered at Barbara over the menu. “Ooh! How did that go? He’s always had so much antipathy to everyone you’ve dated.”

“Dad is just quixotic.” Barbara shrugged. “He has such grand ideals, but normal people can’t live up to them. However, this time he was unperturbed by my choice.”

“I assume that’s because Ken didn’t argue with your dad about politics?” Midge smiled.

“Ken didn’t say a word!” Barbara laughed. “I’ve found a genuine trophy this time. The strawberry French toast sounds good to me today. How about you?”

“I’m thinking of a veggie omelette,” Midge said. “But I still think you could do better than a plastic blowup doll who never argues about anything.”

“Nah.” Barbara said. “I like dolls.”

~*~

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Last Embrace [flash 188]

Hugging goodbye

Where I go, no one can follow.

Michelle’s words reverberated in Owen’s mind as he hugged her goodbye. He had deviated from their “no strings attached” arrangement this afternoon and proffered his heart. She’d gone pale immediately and reminded him of their agreement to remain emotionally uninvolved.

“I tried,” he told her. “I failed! Can you honestly admit you feel nothing for me after all these months?”

Michelle just shook her head and put on her coat. “You know what I have to do.”

“Yes.” He nodded. “And I can go with you. I know it’ll be tough, but together we—”

She held up a hand and interrupted. “Where I go, no one can follow. I’m sorry, Owen. My mission is more important than a romance.”

He’d walked her to the dock, feeling angry, but that soon morphed into a piercing sadness. Owen knew he couldn’t change her mind, no matter what he said.

“Thank you for understanding,” Michelle said now as she stepped away.

Owen didn’t understand, but he watched her stride toward the nondescript foreign boat, the scent of her citrus perfume still hovering in the air.

~*~

Written for MLM’s Challenge 333 and today’s Go Dog Go Writing Prompt.

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Outfoxed [3LineTales]

Fox

Welcome to the afterlife, English lords!

Every day we shall have a hunt.

Won’t that be fun?

~*~

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Written for Three Line Tales 242.

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Collared [socs flash 81]

Blonde woman face mouth lips

Collins’ captain complimented him on the killer’s collar. “Congrats on the capture, Collins! Go home and grab a cold one from your cooler.”

But as soon as he closed the door, Collins was confronted by his wife Karen with one of his unclean shirts. “What’s this candy pink lipstick on your collar?” she queried. “Have you been canoodling with Kelly?”

“‘Course not,” Collins countered, cruising to the fridge.

“I’m crushed, you cad!” Karen cried.

“Calm yourself,” he caviled. “That’s Kathy’s color.”

~*~

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Generation Yap [flash 85]

Cheeseburger and fries

“Dude, this burger looks awesome!” Dylan shouted when he sat down at the table. “Get in mah belly!”

“Young man,” Grandpa bristled. “Must you use such obnoxious vocabulary?”

“Chillax, Geepah.” Dylan waved a fry. “I was giving Moms a compliment.”

Grandpa sighed. “In my day, we would have said something more pleasant, such as the cat’s meow.”

“But our cat howls all night,” Dylan pointed out. “That doesn’t seem like a compliment.”

“All right, burgers!” Dad said as he arrived at the table. “Fuckin’ A!”

gatbsy kitty cat

~*~

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Home Sweet Home [flash 200]

Pumpkin house

Okay, so yeah, Peter bought this house for me a while back and at first I was all happy to putter around my own place, but now I think he did it just to bully me.

Why do you feel that way?

Well, sometimes I want to take a little jaunt to town by myself and he always says to wait for him. I never get to go anywhere alone.

And how does that make you feel?

Like a child really. I have to ask him for cash to spend because he made me quit my business of selling baskets of painted pine cones.

How do you envision the future?

I’m a bit scared honestly. Apparently, this is Peter’s pattern. I recently found out he bought his first wife a house on Pumpkin Place too… and then she mysteriously disappeared.

Are you afraid he intends to harm you?

I don’t know. The other day when we went to town, he bought a spelling book and said he intends to memorize every word.

Are you talking about reading or magic?

I’m not sure, but isn’t it a bit strange that yesterday you were a squirrel and today you’re a talking psychiatrist?

Squirrel

~*~

Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.

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Misty Reminiscing [flash 123]

It was a night like this, when the mist rolled in so thick you couldn’t even see a fist right in front of your face. Everything was grey as the grave. All my plans fizzled as drizzle began and I saw the flash of silver in your hand. I knew you meant to say goodbye where no one could hear me cry and you could disappear without a trace. Though I accepted my fate, I didn’t mean to slip on the slick stones and push you into the river. It still gives me the shivers all these years later when I visit this place. Darling, I miss you every day, but it seems you got your wish after all, in a roundabout way.

~*~

Written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction 82.

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Sharp Words [socs]

Crayons

Not the sharpest crayon in the shed, are ya?

You’re mixing metaphors, buddy. Perhaps your elevator doesn’t go to the penthouse any longer.

Penthouse, shmenthouse. You know what they say about stones…

Sticks and stones, man.

Glass houses is all I’m saying.

My glass is half-full because I’m an optimist.

I think you need an optometrist, pal. That glass is half-full of pee.

It’s lemonade, ya doofus. That’s what we cheery types make when life gives us lemons.

Cheery, cherry, dingleberry. Lemons are for losers! I have a banana in my pocket.

You’re probably just happy to see me.

I’ll be happy to see the last of you, is what. Don’t let the door hit ya.

That door? The one with the armed guard?

“You’re talking to yourself again,” the guard said. “I’m telling the doctor you need more meds.”

Mom always spoils our fun.

I know, right?

~*~

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Image found at Asbestos.com, no relation to Asbestos Dust, I presume…

Stage Fright [flash 127]

Man in cosplay costume

Thorn reread the script, growing more anxious with each word. He’d been draconian in the negotiations, demanding no scenes together with his ex Moira, but here were the lines in black and white. Tomorrow he was supposed to grab her in a “passionate embrace.”

He didn’t want to touch her, or even be in the same room with her! This scene would be a gateway for a torrent of unwelcome emotions to flood his mind and wreck the calm he’d worked so hard to achieve since Moira had dumped him for that drummer. Thorn was uncertain how to proceed. Perhaps he should quit the play, before there was any contact whatsoever.

“Hello, Thorn,” came a soft voice behind him. “We need to talk.”

Oh no! Too late…

~*~

Written for Lynn’s Tuesday Picture Prompt.

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Shop Talk [flash 210]

Pitcher on the grass

“Ugh, Monday again tomorrow.” Dwight’s posture slumped as he sipped the infused water Haley had provided. “This damn pandemic is ruining my plans.”

Haley sighed. “I know, dude. Keeping my face covered all the time is tough when I rely on my smile as well as my pitch.”

“Hah!” Dwight chuckled. “I’d just say that brings some equality to the situation, since people used to run in fear from my mug and never listened to a word I said.”

“That’s not true,” Haley protested. “You’re very um… well, you have an interesting face, honey. What was your favorite job?”

Dwight flashed a euphoric grin. “Oh, now that’s an easy question! It was that time I tricked a whole country into voting for a demented lunatic.”

Haley laughed. “You’ve done that several times. I think that’s why you got promoted to Political Liaison.”

“You’re too kind, dear friend.” Dwight flung the remnants of their picnic on the ground. “I suppose we should return to our realms. I need my beauty sleep.”

Haley picked up the trash. “Me too. There’s a super early cloud meeting tomorrow. It’s about rainbows or something.”

“But at least you guys get yummy muffins at your meetings and not burning coals.”

“True.” Haley nodded. “There are perks.”

~*~

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