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#quikfic 62

Posted on August 2, 2013July 29, 2013 by bryon

“All your questions are answered in this good book,” the preacher said. “And my biography even comes with a small New Testament.”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, answers, biography, huckster, New Testament, preacher, questions

#quikfic 61

Posted on July 26, 2013July 22, 2013 by bryon

Only the owls spoke to her, but just of mice they had eaten and trees they had known, and she was still alone and not comforted.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, alone, mouse, owl, tree

#quikfic 60

Posted on July 19, 2013July 16, 2013 by bryon

After killing all but one of my enemies, there was a single bullet left. Now I had to decide whether he would get it, or I would.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, bullet, death, decision, enemies, gun, murder, suicide

#quikfic 59

Posted on July 12, 2013July 8, 2013 by bryon

“Ghosts aren’t real,” Roni said. Her mother’s spirit smiled. “Don’t be difficult. I came a long way to wish you a happy birthday.”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, belief, birthday, daughter, ghost, mother

#quikfic 58

Posted on July 5, 2013July 3, 2013 by bryon

“Where did this long strip of tiny rocks come from?” Cornelia wondered. One of the pebbles spoke up: “Papa was a rolling stone.”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, awful, humor, pebbles, rocks, rolling stone

#quikfic 57

Posted on June 28, 2013June 24, 2013 by bryon

Bart spun the chair to see the killer. “Sure I did it,” the victim’s wife said. “He should have told me quints run in his family!”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, genetics, murder, quintuplets, secret, wife

#quikfic 56

Posted on June 21, 2013June 17, 2013 by bryon

“No!” Tom screamed. “Spare me! Take my wife, please!” The vampire said, “All the people I could bite and I get Henny Youngman.”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, coward, Henny Youngman, humor, vampire

#quikfic 55

Posted on June 14, 2013June 10, 2013 by bryon

Scientists thrilled to see a house of cards intact in the rubble. After several theories, the thin layer of glue was found.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, cards, disaster, glue, Occam's Razor, rubble, theories

#quikfic 54

Posted on June 7, 2013June 3, 2013 by bryon

Witnesses gasped as the car sped over the cliff into the deep, muddy water. An hour later, upriver, a weary scuba diver surfaced.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, car, cliff, deep, diver, driver, horror, muddy, river, scuba, upriver, weary, witnesses

#quikfic 53

Posted on May 31, 2013May 27, 2013 by bryon

Horace cracked his whip across the workers’ backs, and the factory belched still more dark smoke. “Faster! Faster! More cookies!”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, cookies, factory, slavedriver, slaves, smoke, whip
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