Forever by nsbnina
At night. The bright light of the moon kissed the flowers and almost brought him back to her. “It’s the firsts that are the worst,” Gloria, the checker at Grants Supermarket, told her the first time she went shopping after…...
SS Prompt 8: The Flowers
Word count: 1800 words exactly
Deadline: 11 August 2021
Please do not post before the deadline.
At night. The bright light of the moon kissed the flowers and almost brought him back to her. “It’s the firsts that are the worst,” Gloria, the checker at Grants Supermarket, told her the first time she went shopping after…...
There wasn’t any blood. Not that I expected there to be any. If it wasn’t for the cold, blueish tone of his skin and the claw-like stiffness to his hands, he could be counting sheep. This was too easy for…...
Brushing aside the ferns, Brooke looked over at Connie. “I think I could do it.” Connie ran her neatly trimmed nails along the smooth surface of the ribbon she was working with and said, “So do it.” “I don’t have…...
There once was a church on a hill. A goodly woman of the name Camillia Rosa was employed there as a cleaning lady. The padre left her alone for the most part to go about her business, keeping the parish…...
You know what these real-estate agents are like. We’ve all been through it. They walk you through the property and point out the obvious things like, ‘This is the kitchen’, ‘Here’s the bathroom’. I’m usually outwardly patient while inwardly seething,…...
“Hey, Mom. Got milk?” “What? There’s none in there? Are you sure, Son?” Susan stalled to keep from lying. “Not that I see, and your grandbaby is stirring. Mary will want some with cereal. I’ll make a run.” “Nonsense. I’m…...