Rachel dropped blackcurrant juice on the rug. Aunt Celia’s smile didn’t falter, as hands smoothed down apron, became grin as stain spread. Eric stomped on a chocolate bar and crushed it into the floorboards.
“Children will be children,” Aunt Celia whistled.
In the kitchen, fingers hovered over a carving knife as something smashed. Smile twitched as she popped a valium.
copyright Catherine J Gardner 2007
Showing posts with label 60 Word Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 60 Word Fiction. Show all posts
Friday, 5 October 2007
Friday, 28 September 2007
Stuffed Cushions - 60 Word Fiction
Plump cushions swelled on Uncle Joe’s chair, and tempted Alice. Her uncle was in the garden fussing with weeds.
She giggled, and landed in the centre of the cushions with a bump.
An uh-oh trembled as she heard a zip unzip, and a gulp followed as a cushion swallowed her whole. The stuffed cushion burped and hoped Joe wouldn’t hear.
copyright Phoenix Rendell 2007
She giggled, and landed in the centre of the cushions with a bump.
An uh-oh trembled as she heard a zip unzip, and a gulp followed as a cushion swallowed her whole. The stuffed cushion burped and hoped Joe wouldn’t hear.
copyright Phoenix Rendell 2007
Sunday, 23 September 2007
Urban Tale - 60 Word Fiction
Glass crunched underfoot and set curtains twitching. Surburban neighbours from hell. Curious eyes, pricked ears, no sound unnoticed with the exception of her scream. Beauty, trapped in semi-detached.
Azalea at the window. Blossomed princess left waiting.
He'd never get by the dogs or the Davies', or the CCTV. No cry of let down your hair; for he was classed as wolf, not prince in this world.
copyright Catherine J Gardner 2007
Azalea at the window. Blossomed princess left waiting.
He'd never get by the dogs or the Davies', or the CCTV. No cry of let down your hair; for he was classed as wolf, not prince in this world.
copyright Catherine J Gardner 2007
Sunday, 16 September 2007
Burst Bubble - 60 Word Fiction
BURST BUBBLE
With frown painted in place of smile, and tear smearing make-up, Bubble sways along the canal bank with balloons trailing between his legs like a tail. Stone skims the water, followed by another which hits and bursts balloon. The might of the pop deafens, drowns out the assailant's mocking.
Jack D's hot fire bolsters spirit; inspires Bubble to give the kid a two finger salute.
copyright Catherine J Gardner 2007
With frown painted in place of smile, and tear smearing make-up, Bubble sways along the canal bank with balloons trailing between his legs like a tail. Stone skims the water, followed by another which hits and bursts balloon. The might of the pop deafens, drowns out the assailant's mocking.
Jack D's hot fire bolsters spirit; inspires Bubble to give the kid a two finger salute.
copyright Catherine J Gardner 2007
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