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Insomnia
The #manticore is a #sly creature, paws padding softly on the grass, but I hear the swish of his scorpion-tail as he nears the back door. Closer, closer. I turn on the kitchen #lights and put the #kettle on since we’re both having trouble sleeping tonight.
366FF/#whistpr
Not the French Fries
“Are you going to #finish those?” she asks. Well, this date is over. Stealing French fries is a dealbreaker. “Why didn’t you order your own?” I snap. She gives me a look that could break glass. “I was going to stack the #plates for the server.” Oh, God, she’s perfect. #flexvss
Josie on Patrol
#Journal Entry #73: Old Mrs. Field walks to the mailbox. Opens it. Looks disappointed. Glances up and down the street. What is she #waiting for? She waves to Mr. Peters. He looks shifty. She’s looking this way! I think she knows I’m onto her.
whistpr/#brieflywrite
Nightmare
I tried to #run, but a sudden #languor overtook me, as if I’d been drugged. This had happened before in nightmares, but I was awake. Wasn’t I? The thing in the shadows #slithered closer. Its rough skin felt real, and when its fangs came out, those did too.
flexvss/#vss365/366FF
Unplanned Voyage
“I always said I wanted to #travel.” “You should have been more specific.” “Yeah, trapped in the brig of a Zergothian warship wasn’t how I’d planned to see the galaxy.” “At least there’s a window. We can see the stars until our execution date.” #flexvss
Philosophical
“Are you ready to go #home?” “What is home, anyway? Is it the place we sleep? The place we feel safe? Some might say–” “I actually meant, do you want a ride home or do you want to get a drink first, but this date has gotten kind of weird, so…” “Yeah, they always do.” #whistpr
Fishbowl
The Betta swam in slow circles. “He’s lonely.” “It’s a #fish, Susan. We don’t even know if it’s a he.” “No, look at him. He feels trapped. Every day is the same. Just swimming in circles, and for what? Some freeze-dried bloodworms?” “I think you’re projecting, dear.” #vss365
The Last Caper
#Metal scraped against metal. Benny winced. “Dammit, Linda, that’s going to cost me!” “You’re the one who said I had to learn to drive this goddamn tank.” “If we’re going to knock over the retirement village office, you’ve got to drive the getaway car.” #vss365
Door to Nowhere
I ducked under an overpass to escape the sudden #deluge and something in the shadows rustled. I edged away, my hand brushing against a doorknob. What was that doing here? What was this place? As the shadow moved toward me, I turned the knob. #whistpr
Allison Ketchell 