Microfiction
A Fine Example of a Man
When I found her, she was a broken mess. Her husband of 30 years had recently died, leaving her solely in charge of his rather mountainous assets. She didn't have a clue. But I did. So, I offered to help, as any gentleman would. She gladly accepted. There was a lot to get through. A lot to track down and liquidate. It took us about a year to arrive at a final cash figure of her worth. And it was a large figure. More than I had ever imagined.
By Daniel Lee Peach3 years ago in Fiction
I Want Candy
It was the 16th of August, and their first day as fifteen year olds. “Do you feel different?” It was the same question the girls asked each other on every birthday. Fifteen felt different. Maybe because of this year's birthday raise - between the two of them, they were a hundred dollars richer than yesterday. The twins rushed to get into their parents' Boston Whaler and headed to the general store on the island a few miles off from their family’s summer home, fifty-dollar bills clutched tightly in hand.
By Bella Osler3 years ago in Fiction
A Remarkably Bad Plan
Sheldon closed his office door and walked off into the night. The fire began shortly after he left. Screaming fire engines and police cars arrived shortly thereafter as he sat and thought about the million dollar insurance policy he had purchased eight months ago.
By Barbara Gode Wiles3 years ago in Fiction
Cat Burglar . Top Story - June 2023.
"Don’t worry. There’s no way this can go wrong this time.” She looks up at me, an expectant look in her green gaze. I chuckle and bring my hand to rest on her head. “But yes, we can go over it again. While I'm distracting him, you enter. You grab the goods and then we meet by the window.”
By Muchtar Suryawan3 years ago in Fiction
Necessity
Tony’s heart continued to pump with adrenaline and ferocity. The desperation, the necessity for this to work, with only a few days preparation, yielded Tony currently two hundred and fifty thousand dollars richer. He quickly started his car; music blared through the speakers, he was too nervous to turn down the volume before moving into the lightly guarded downstairs staging area. Only a fool would attempt to steal from them, but this was the safest way to get the money he desperately needed. Tony would have never otherwise stolen from anyone, but he felt his honest way of living never granted him the freedom of bills due. His love was fading and no one was coming to their rescue. He took every precaution he could think of and calculated he had at least an hour before anyone would discover the group of hogtied men. He put his car into drive and casually exited the alleyway. His eyes began to water as he felt a weight lift from his chest. The light turned from red to green on this busy morning intersection. Had Tony, the overly cautious man, looked at the intersection prior to crossing, he would have seen the truck.
By Anthony Diaz3 years ago in Fiction
