What Pegman Saw : A Stray Kindness

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Photo credit@  Google’s Pegman took a walk in Edinburgh.

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I rarely write a preface to my work and I never apologize for my muse (or my abuse of the word limit) but this fiction deals with a mature adult subject. I am reminded that kindness doesn’t have to come with a fancy label and we should applaud kindness in its many forms.

A Stray Kindness

by T. Delaplain

That shiner’s gonna need ice. You been out long, got anywhere to go? Come on then, I’ve gotta back door friend at the pub around the corner. He’ll have ice and he’s a sucker for strays. Continue Reading

Life as We Know It

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Photo by Shaktiki Sharma

Life As We Know It
by T. Delaplain

Peter accelerated through the last red light, screeched to a stop and held the wailing twins in place with his right arm. The barking mutt, who had refused to leave the infants, took the opportunity to dash under his feet as he reached into the glove box for his transmitter, causing Peter to lift his foot off of the brake of the motorized vehicle he had stolen during the confusion. The subsequent collision and damage to the portal couldn’t have been predicted, but in Peter’s defense the mission in the Walmart parking lot had not gone quite as planned.

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The Theory of Pie: Start In the Center

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Photo Credit at Roger Bultot

The Theory of Pie: Start in the Center

Jane pushed her fork through the buttery crust, separating each flaky layer with precision. “I always taste the center peak first, you cain’t hide your mistakes there.” The pippin was draped in syrup, cinnamon and an exotic spice Jane couldn’t quite name. The apple’s soft exterior yielded with the slightest crunch at its core. Continue Reading

The Way to My Heart

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Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The Way to My Heart

“Shut the damn door and take off those muddy boots,” I shouted over the kitchen chaos with an authority that had not been earned. The second batch of blackened biscuits lay crumbled next to my Momma’s recipe box and the bitter winter turnip stew was boiling over in defiance. I swiped a stray bang behind my ear and straightened the crisp apron your aunt had tucked into my hand as we’d left the chapel. You stomped the snow off your boots and tilted your Stetson, revealing a shy smile.

“Something smells mighty good, Wife.”

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Vas Con Dios, Friday Fictioneers

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Imagine by Lucy Fridkin

Vas Con Dios

The playa was quiet, a lazy wave lapped the sand and a gull called down the sun. The salt from the sea and the sweat of the afternoon mingled. The courtship had been fast by design: a smoldering glance and a short skirt.

Not nearly enough time to savor the revenge. Continue Reading