Tag Archives: Flash Fiction

Red Sky At Night

Posted on March 7, 2017 by princessdeloso

  “How’d that old saying go?” muttered Silas.  “Red dawn . . . red morning . . . oh yeah, now I remember.  Red sky at night, sailor’s delight, red sky at morning sailor’s warning.” “I wonder where that came … Continue reading →

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Deane’s Diner

Posted on April 1, 2015 by princessdeloso

Joshua had been on the road for several hours and when he spotted the red neon sign blinking “Deane’s Diner” he let out a heavy sigh of relief.  His arms were numb from the vibration of the Panhead and his … Continue reading →

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Any Given Sunday

Posted on March 17, 2015 by princessdeloso

  It could be any given Sunday.  There she is, standing at the corner, in her usual running attire – tank top, shorts, and sneakers – her leg hooked over the other as she chooses what songs to listen to, … Continue reading →

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Don’t Tease The Animals

Posted on February 26, 2015 by princessdeloso

  Mom said there’d be days like this. The twins just won’t leave me alone.  What was in that seal last night?  I can’t recall them being this rambunctious. “Kaneq! . . . Pirta!  Would you two please go outside … Continue reading →

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End Of The Innocence

Posted on February 25, 2015 by princessdeloso

  Ever’ summer me an’ Bobby would get in all sorts a trouble.  It a start out the same; first day of summer break, Bobby would be at the kitchen door, bangin’ on the screen.  “Hey Mz. Peterson.  Can Billy … Continue reading →

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Enter The Colosseum

Posted on February 18, 2015 by princessdeloso

  Ophelia could hear the roar coming from the end of the tunnel.  Each time she traveled the now familiar route she was always shocked by how raucous the citizenry could be. The dead and decaying leaves swirled around her … Continue reading →

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Burning Bridges

Posted on February 4, 2015 by princessdeloso

  If there is one thing that I’m particularly good at it is burning bridges.  Over the years I’ve torched more than a few; disappointing both friends and family.  None could be repaired, but over the last few years I’ve … Continue reading →

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Pale Rider

Posted on December 31, 2014 by princessdeloso

Caleb stopped shoveling for a moment to wipe the sweat that beaded on his forehead.  He rested his arms on the tip of the shovel’s handle and stared at the nearly filled in grave that he had been working on.  … Continue reading →

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The Sky is Crying

Posted on October 29, 2014 by princessdeloso

Paul stared out the windows from behind his desk in the study.  The mist that had been threatening all day began to fall in earnest as a steady rain.  The gloom of the afternoon crept into his sanctuary making it … Continue reading →

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Take Down

Posted on October 28, 2014 by princessdeloso

So there I was, sitting at Phillies, having a cuppa mud.  It had been a long night of tracking down leads that wound up at dead ends.  Seems Stella didn’t want to be found.  And if there was one thing … Continue reading →

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