Flash Fiction: I’m Not Cinderella

Image by Olof Erla – Website, DeviantArt I’m Not Cinderella I’m not Cinderella. I didn’t leave my shoe behind me at the ball, but of course the prince didn’t follow me out either, desperate to know who the mysterious woman was. And I didn’t leave at the stroke of midnight, …

Flash Fiction: Tomorrow Will Be Warmer

“Tomorrow Will Be Warmer” It was so cold. The icy air bit her face, brought tears to her eyes. They were going to die out here if they didn’t find shelter soon. Better to die free than stay there, she heard Blair’s words in her mind, although his lips didn’t move. She wasn’t …

Flash Fiction: Vanilla with Sprinkles

She didn’t seem thrown by the questions. “Vanilla,” she replied promptly, “with sprinkles.” He smiled. She came in every Saturday afternoon with the same order. He had given up on convincing her to try another more exotic flavor, goat cheese with red cherries or whiskey and pecans. She just didn’t …

Flash Fiction: “If Snowflakes Were Kisses”

“If Snowflakes Were Kisses” The postcard brought a smile to her lips. The vintage picture of a re-cheeked boy and girl all bundled-up riding a sled down a snowy slope was cute, but it was the message on the back that had brightened her day. “Katie, if snowflakes were kisses, …

Flash Fiction: Kitty’s Saloon

Image from Far West Forum “Kitty’s Saloon” “Kitty,” his breath was warm against the back of her neck. “I’ve missed you.” His voice, barely above a whisper, had a knife-edge to the softness. He pulled her golden curls to one side and kissed the hollow of her neck. She straightened …