Target Practice
The clowns were back on the porch, and Grandma was livid. “Dirty creatures,” she said, chambering a 45 mm round into her ancient 1911. “Where are they coming…
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40 stories written on Ficly, 2011–2013, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Free Wheeling - Pt 4 - The End
Alice pulled the camera out of her sleeve and held it up to take a photo, but the battery symbol was flashing. The battery was nearly dead. “Jay, the battery…
Free Wheeling - Pt 3
Fifteen paces into her run, Jane flopped onto her stomach and army crawled the last six feet to the edge of the round-about driveway in the center of the…
Turkey Day
“Gobble gobble,” she said as she pecked some grain from between my clawed feet. “I see your point,” I said, although it came out as gobble gobble to the men…
Free Wheeling 2
Jane and Alice slipped down from the tree and slid between the cars and shrubs that littered the non-descript, suburban neighborhood. Even though they had to…
Free Wheeling
Alice crept silently into the tree outside Jane’s window for the third time in a week - the first two times had ended in lectures and the threat of grounding…
The Turn-around Road
Out past the farms, beyond the woods, at the edge of civilization is the Turn-around Road. I can see the mandalas cut in the dirt by those who double back time…
Dear John
To: John T. Stankey - AT&T CTO; RE: TM-453 John; I understand the importance of protocol in your time. It has been made abundantly clear to me since my arrival…
The Big One
Scott sat down, seething on the slick silver settee that Detective Hansen had chained him to nearly three hours ago. Time was short. Long Jake was going to be…
Next Agent, or What Should Have Happened
Lou drove. Not like he did when his kids were strapped into the child seats. He drove like he did twenty years ago. Guiding the new roadster into the first…
The Red Door
We walked into The Barn, the inky darkness washing over us as the rich sounds of Santana blasted from the jukebox placed strategically two feet inside the…
The King of The Jungle
“Come on in baby. We’re jus waitin for some love,” said the man in the ticket booth. Except, he wasn’t a man. Or a woman. It was more of a reptile - dark…
Death In The Sunshine
Bacio sat at the cafe, her ruby red lips sipping the turkish coffee while her eyes tracked Arturo across the Piazza della Republicca. It had been bitter cold…
Solipsist Days
“Please, John, don’t take your eyes off me,” she said, laying her hands gently on his cheeks. He laughed lightly as a smile spread across his face, his…
Vessel
In less time than it took to send a mission log back to Earth, Miranda’s fate was sealed by Aunt B. The aggression in the last message was clear and Ares’s…
Timing Is Everything
“Nipples,” said Sam. Will’s hands stopped, hovering above the coordinate lock panel as if frozen in time. “Nipples, what?” “You asked me to name a body part…
Free, at last.
Few things in this world made Kate feel more free - alive - than the wind streaming through her long, red hair at 80 miles per hour, the top down on her…
The Whole
“Mom? Where are you?” Mark screamed. “Up here, honey. The TV. I’ve always wanted to be on TV,” she said, smiling. “Although, I would have preferred to be…
Leaving Home
The glass door slides silently over the well-oiled tracks as you pull it open, stepping out onto the 30th floor balcony. Wind whips your long, blonde hair…
Burnt
My eyelids slid open, painfully, exposing my eyes to the blazing sun. Something was crunching in the sand behind me. _Oh god, no more scorpions. Sal. Please…