Flash Fiction
By Danielle
Flash fiction, quick fiction, short shorts, call it what you will, is one of my favorite styles of writing
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Fallout
The snow fell heavier, puddling around their feet like curdled milk. She wondered why they never took the subway. He was a speck, now, furious in his pursuit to escape her. The cigarette slipped from her fingers and she stubbed it out with a booted toe before breaking into a sprint. He would not get away.
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