The fog hung heavy as a wet sheet shrouding the naked trees. The confused pair couldn’t see past a nose. Footfall on dried leaves warned they weren’t alone.
The quaking boy tugged on the weary girl’s hand. He breathed into her little ear. “Come—this way.”The girl’s forehead drew tight. He nodded, outstretched hand before him, scanning.
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Snap.
He squinted behind them but no image unfurled.
Snap.
“Run, Lucy. Don’t let go my hand.” Four little feet churned sticks and leaves until they crashed and plunged. Soft autumn leaves cushioned and covered the runaways.
“I’m right behind you!”
Crack!
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The word limit for Come is 100 words. I used all of them.
Check out http://mommasmoneymatters.com/flash-fiction/ for the rules and to join the fun.
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July 9, 2013 at 9:02 pm
We need another 100 words to find out who’s behind them.
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July 9, 2013 at 9:24 pm
Aren’t you the task master. There could be a b-a-c-k-s-t-o-r-y, Patricia but I don’t know what it is at the moment.
Sweet of you to drop by. Thank you.
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July 9, 2013 at 9:14 pm
Suspenseful and reminiscent of an exact experience I had as a child!
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July 9, 2013 at 9:19 pm
Really. I’ve love to hear about it if that’s possible. Thanks for dropping by, Bridgesburning Chris King.
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July 10, 2013 at 5:42 am
What! What! Tell us what happens!
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July 12, 2013 at 9:57 pm
My lips are sealed, Colleen. The guy following made me promise.
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July 14, 2013 at 1:46 pm
Shoot.
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August 10, 2013 at 2:02 pm
One of these days, Colleen is going to try her hand at this. 😉 I think she is full of backstories and flashes.
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August 11, 2013 at 12:42 pm
I believe Colleen will be a wonderful flasher, too.
You are busy today, I see. Thank you for the visit.
I’m somewhat behind because I decided to party away from my laptop to clear my head.
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August 11, 2013 at 1:42 pm
Good on you! I have been away from my screen as well, but wish it was for partying. Speaking of flash, check in the War Room. I want you to get in on the trailer fun. xxx
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August 12, 2013 at 4:33 pm
My brain doesn’t absorb as well as it used to. I’m in information overload and my operating system is dragging it’s butt.
Thanks, Red, for the invite. I’ll get over there before lights out tonight.
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July 10, 2013 at 9:38 am
Really good one, Tess. I want to know what that snap and crack are! 😉
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July 12, 2013 at 9:57 pm
Pretend I know what I’m talking about here and I will say, I’m NOT telling, Paulette. More fun for me anyway. Hee-hee.
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July 10, 2013 at 4:05 pm
Tess, there’s nothing worse than when you find yourself in the middle of a foggy field and you can hear footsteps and breathing nearby! *shudders*
Very nice capture of the moment…
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July 12, 2013 at 9:55 pm
I know. The dark; the fog; I choke with terror, Tom. Every time.
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July 10, 2013 at 6:22 pm
Excellent, Tess. I want more! (as usual)
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July 12, 2013 at 9:53 pm
I just like a good story if I can rip one out of my keyboard. Some days are better than others, and anyway, Susan, you aren’t exactly new to the game. YOU are much better at it than I, but I do thank you.
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July 11, 2013 at 1:09 pm
Damn Tess!!!
What happened after the last crack? Did they fall?
Good one!
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July 12, 2013 at 9:52 pm
I’m NOT telling…
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July 11, 2013 at 3:00 pm
I want to write as well as you one day Tess. Really, no smartassery intended.
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July 12, 2013 at 9:51 pm
I’m blushing ’cause I’m embarrassed. How about we call it even. I still write such dribble some days, I want to chuck the whole thing.
We can always join a mutual admiration society and be done with all this fanciful. . .Still, thank YOU, Troy. You’re no slouch yourself.
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July 12, 2013 at 11:12 pm
Hahaha! Which is funny, seeing as I slouch quite often!
Anywho, any time you’d like to work together, you just let me know, and we can cross swords (pens, keyboards?) to whip up some mutual admiration dribble – cool?
And don’t you DARE chuck the whole thing!
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July 15, 2013 at 12:02 pm
It has never crossed my mind to collaborate with anyone as I’m still finding my way solo. However, my interest is piqued. What might you have in mind?
Some housekeeping first. I am a control freak, a knitter of words and slow: knit one; purl one and do over (knit speak). I’m game for something new, though.
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July 11, 2013 at 8:49 pm
Love it! Tight and clear and mysterious. Saying something in 100 words is unusual these days, whether it’s written or spoken words.
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July 12, 2013 at 9:46 pm
I so GLAD you like this. Mostly I am tongue-tied except on paper.
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July 11, 2013 at 11:17 pm
Very good one Tess. This captures a great moment in time, terrible for children.
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July 12, 2013 at 10:02 pm
I don’t like children to be scared, but sometimes…I don’t know what comes over me. Thank you, Valentine. Glad to hear you had a lovely vacation and happy 14th anniversary.
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July 14, 2013 at 5:17 am
is it a possum? 🙂
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July 15, 2013 at 12:05 pm
*laughs out loud*
No, not a possum unless it can speak. Thanks for coming by, Gigi.
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July 16, 2013 at 7:11 am
Oh, that’s so scary!!! Hope it’s just their mum.
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July 20, 2013 at 5:23 pm
Thank you for the mention, Joe!
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July 22, 2013 at 11:01 pm
Thank YOU, Joe.
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August 10, 2013 at 2:04 pm
Cannibals! *wicked laughter* I love it!
xxx
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August 11, 2013 at 12:37 pm
I can h.e.a.r. you all the way here. The sound is music to my ears.
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