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February 16, 2016

The Breakup

By Kat Myrman

Photo Credit: TJ Paris


Angie found the note in her backpack. Her name was written on the envelope in his handwriting.

“When had he written it?” she wondered. Though it didn’t matter. Angie was expecting it.

Ange,
I think we’ve tried. We really have. But this is just not working for me. And I don’t think it’s working for you either. I think it’s best if we just end it. I’ll be moved out by the time you get home from work.
Jess

Angie shrugged as she folded the letter. She didn’t feel sad. She didn’t feel anything, except relief and a tinge of excitement knowing that she would no longer have to share her apartment with anyone. With him.

Angie never agreed with Jess on anything. But this one last time he was right. They didn’t work.

kat ~ 16 February 2016
(135 Words)

A story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) based on the photo prompt above. If you would like to read other stories or enter your own click HERE.

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February 9, 2016

Beautiful Liar

By Kat Myrman
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Photo Credit: Ady

“The red bench, he said. Meet me at the red bench. Do you know how many red benches there are? Sixteen! I know because I counted each one…twice!”

The squirrel was unusually attentive as Sally ranted. She was a wet mess after traipsing through the park! She plopped on the nearest bench to catch her breath.

The clock tower in the square started to gong. When Sally looked up he was walking toward her. At least she thought it was him. She glanced behind to make sure.

“Wow. His photo did not do him justice,” she thought, “how can someone so handsome take such awful pictures?”

“You must be Sally! I’d know you anywhere!”

“Hello…Charles? You are Charles, aren’t you?”

He laughed. “Yes. It’s me. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting.”

“Not at all,” Sally lied, “I just arrived myself.”

He knew she was lying. He didn’t care. Watching her go from bench to bench, talking to squirrels had captured his heart.

He reached for her hand, “Let’s get dinner, shall we?”

~ kat – 9 February 2016
(175 Words)

This story is inspired by the photo above as part of Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer’s (FFfAW) weekly challenge. If you would like to read other stories and or enter your own, click HERE.

 

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February 9, 2016

Etchings

By Kat Myrman
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Photo Credit: A Mixed Bag 2011

Jonathan’s grandfather had left him an old map containing a detailed description of the quarters he kept while serving as a member of the Royal Engineers, 172nd Tunneling Company.  They had been commissioned by Churchill in 1940 to dig an elaborate maze of tunnels through the chalky walls of the White Cliffs of Dover during World War II.

When the National Trust discovered the tunnels in 2013 and opened them for public tours after clearing over 40 years of debris, Jonathan reserved a ticket hoping to find the mark his grandfather had made decades earlier.

His grandfather’s map read, “One hundred twenty-five steps into the belly of the Fan Bay, bear right and continue on 12 metres or so. It’s there I left my mark for all eternity and generations to come.”

Jonathan traced his grandfather’s steps deep into the tunnel. It only took him seconds to find the initials and the date, 25 November 1940 etched into the chalk walls.  Jonathan ran his fingers over the letters carved into the wall. “This is your legacy to the world Gramps,” he thought, “But your stories? They are forever etched on my heart.” …for all eternity and generations to come…

kat ~ 9 February 2016
(199 Words )

A story inspired by the photo above for Sunday Photo Fiction’s Weekly Challenge. To read other stories or enter your own, click HERE.

 

 

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February 3, 2016

The Mechanic’s Helper

By Kat Myrman

Photo Credit: Pixabay

 
“So as I was telling you, Marge has been beside herself since she found out about Carol and….”

“Sweetie, pass me the pliers, please.”

“Which ones are those? The red handled thingamabobs?”

“No, that’s the wrench…black handle.”

“Okay. Here you go. …Carol and Tom. Do you know they have the nerve to show up together at the…”

“I’ll take that wrench now…red handle?”

“So this is a wrench. Here you go. …the party that Marge is hosting with Sue Ann. I’m not sure if she should be mad at Sue Ann or Carol..it was Sue Ann that…”

“Throw me that rag, will ya? Almost done here.”

“Danny…Which rag? You have three. The red, the green or…”

“Red’s good. Thanks babe.”

“…well Sue Ann invited the two of them. She must know it will be upsetting…”

“All done! Wanna know what I think? Tom’s a jerk and you should probably watch your back around that Sue Ann…”

“Exactly! Just what I was thinking!”

(Dan was a very smart man! A smart man indeed!)

kat ~ 3 February 2016

(173 Words)

This story is inspired by the photo above, provided by Pixabay and my friend PJ at FFfAW (Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers). Read other stories or enter you own HERE.

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January 31, 2016

Late

By Kat Myrman
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Photo Credit: A Mixed Bag 2011

I was late! It wasn’t entirely my fault. First there was the phone call from Mom. She goes on and on…And then, there was the puppy. He had to pee. And poop, and you know how long that can take. Mortimer likes to peruse the yard…circle here and there….”c’mon Mortie! I gotta go!”

Once I finally got on the road, I hit every red light. “What next?!”

“Oh no, you’ve got to be kidding me! Maybe I’m not meant to get to that interview!” There crossing the road was a momma duck and her brood of ducklings!

I was only five minutes away and I could see flashing lights in the distance. Clearly there had been a serious accident. The traffic was backed up for over a mile.

Suddenly it occurred to me, if I had been on time I might have been right in the middle of that pile-up. At that moment, I counted my blessings…my long-winded chattering Mom, Mortimer, those cute ducklings and even every annoying red light. And I said a prayer for those travelers who were not so fortunate. Sometimes being late isn’t the worst thing that can happen.

kat ~ 31 January 2016
(199 Words)

A story inspired by the photo above by Al Forbes of Sunday Photo Fiction. If you would like to read other stories or enter your own story, click HERE.

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