It’s Over There
This post is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. “I can’t find my cell phone.” “Where to you last use it?” Danny asked. “I was face timing with Betty last while I was on my nightly walk around the bay....
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My short story, below the picture prompt below, is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. He heard the soft “puff” as the M4 rifle launched its grapnel. He knew then that the combat engineers...
View ArticleA Good Room
This post submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction. It was probably the best room she had spent the night in a long time. At least she would have a warm room with a real bed and some palatable food to keep...
View ArticleIvy League School
This post is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Brian had always dreamed of going to an Ivy League school. He loved books. His mom used to tell her friends that when he was young he had read a...
View ArticleTime Stands Still
This post is submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction. © Eric Wicklund John entered the forest at precisely 11:17 a.m. on August 2, 2016. He knew this by double tapping on his new fitbit bracelet. He tapped...
View ArticleDeath Remembered
This post is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Helen could smell death before she entered the strange contraption. Little did she realize that it would be her own death. It was an oder she recalled...
View ArticleIrma
This post is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Note: I live 85 miles northwest of Orland, Florida. Irma is taking dead aim at us. Being inland we do not have to worry about storm surge, but winds will...
View ArticleGeorge Smiley
This post is submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction. © John Robinson “That’s the building. The one straight ahead. I worked there for many years before I retired. It held secrets that could destroy many...
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