Microfiction
The Mission part four
Beta Team as they continued recon of the city decided to split up two go one way and us two go the other way to cover more area. That eerie feeling still did not go away. Team One went down a street and for a few clicks thought they heard an engine starting or something. They inched slowly down the street. Team Two on the other road also thought they heard a sound coming from one of the buildings and it seemed to get louder as they got closer to what looked like an apartment building. They also inched closer...
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Stain
The Stain I settle onto the high stool, smoothing a napkin over my lap. Behind the dividing wall, I peer through its 70's-style kitchen hatch at the dinner party gang mingling in the kitchen. Their laughter and animated chatter about "Fintech" and "RegTech”, subjects I have no understanding of, amplifies how completely out of place I feel, in my own sister's home.
By Wendy Simeonabout a year ago in Fiction
Capturing Christmas
With garland strung about, the lights winking in the window, there seemed to be an air of Christmas cheer based solely on decorations. But this all amounted to the one woman who put it all together. Miss Clara Bismarck, tall for her twenty-two years, had become a teacher. She put in the work to have this private school put in place all of the imagination and glee that came with the holiday season.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Fiction
The Mission part three
As the squad started walking down the road and approaching the town limits they were all starting to feel a little uneasy for an eerie feeling was forming. "Hey, guys don't you think it is a little weird that there seems to be no one afoot. Usually there are scavengers about searching for whatever?" "Well, let's keep moving and by all means keep eyes open." Their eerie feeling continued as all four continued down the street. They reached an intersection and decided to cover more ground two went one way the other two the other way. All of a sudden....
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
Pause
There was a long pause. Christine looked at Bethan who was gazing at the horizon, her foot still firmly placed on Dave's back, rocking him, almost absentmindedly. Silence ruled across the quarry, only broken by small rocks being nudged and sent running and then a faint plop as they landed in the pool.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
