Today I’d like to share a blog exclusive: an older piece of flash fiction by myself that’s never been seen before. It’s written exclusively in dialogue, but I like how it turned out. Feel free to share your own thoughts in the comments section.
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“I spy with my little eye…”
“Do we have to play this?”
“…something beginning with M.”
“You’re just gonna ignore me, then? What if I play the silence game instead of your stupid–”
“It’s a mouse.”
“What?”
“A mouse.”
“Where? No, don’t just shrug at me! Are you serious? Macie, if there is mouse I’m gonna scream, I swear.”
“Relax.”
“Oh, you relax! Were you making that up?”
“Maybe.”
“I can’t believe you! All your stupid games and pranks. Why did you bring me up here, anyway? I’m cold.”
“Here.”
“No, I don’t want your jacket. Take me home.”
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I was just trying to lighten the mood. Take the coat, please.”
“Well, okay. But you have to tell me why we’re here. It looks like it’s going to rain, and we’re miles from anywhere.”
“This is where it started.”
“Here we go. Where what started?”
“Us.”
“Mace–”
“Okay, okay, hear me out.”
“Fine. What is it?”
“This, my darling, is the place I was sitting when I first saw your face.”
“Here?”
“Yip.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“I’d run away. This is always where I came.” Continue reading