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#quikfic 142

Posted on March 27, 2015March 26, 2015 by bryon

Ann was tired of being alone. She got a child’s car seat and put a teddy bear in it. The bear fit in the shopping cart seat, too.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, alone, car seat, loneliness, shopping cart, teddy bear

#quikfic 141

Posted on March 20, 2015March 17, 2015 by bryon

The captain had never seen such a storm and never expected to again. He saved a whiskey bottle from falling. No need to die sober.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, captain, danger, ship, storm, whiskey

#quikfic 140

Posted on March 13, 2015March 12, 2015 by bryon

He filled a coffee mug with vodka and drank it down. Antifreeze. He didn’t want to, but he remembered when a Texas summer was hot.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, antifreeze, climate change, memory, mug, Texas, vodka

#quikfic 139

Posted on March 6, 2015March 5, 2015 by bryon

Sarah came out of the hotel bathroom to see a handsome but unfamiliar man on the bed. “Hello, Tina,” he said. Sarah went with it.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, handsome, hotel, luck, mistaken identity

#quikfic 138

Posted on February 27, 2015February 26, 2015 by bryon

Ralph set the timer on the bomb and fled. Blowing up the post office would delay the eviction notice from the bank for a while.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, bank, bomb, eviction, post office

#quikfic 137

Posted on February 20, 2015February 16, 2015 by bryon

Cary pushed Ann off the precipice. “What does your Buddhism tell you about this?” he yelled. Then the ground gave way beneath him.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, karma, murder, precipice, relationship

#quikfic 136

Posted on February 13, 2015February 11, 2015 by bryon

“It’s Friday the 13th. That’s why my car broke down.” She decided that was also why her husband kept saying, “Dumb, dumb, dumb.”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, Friday the 13th, husband, superstition, triskaidekaphobia, wife

#quikfic 135

Posted on February 6, 2015February 4, 2015 by bryon

The dreamer awoke, spilling images into daylight. He looked at his wife, knowing he loved someone else much more while he slept.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, dream, husband, images, love, sleep, wife

#quikfic 134

Posted on January 30, 2015January 27, 2015 by bryon

“So I threatened to kill my wife, the bullets came from my handgun, and only my prints are on that. What does that prove, copper?”

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, bravado, bullets, copper, fingerprints, gun, murder, police, threat, wife

#quikfic 133

Posted on January 23, 2015January 20, 2015 by bryon

Ann donned the scorpion pin. At tonight’s party, she would scratch Lora with the functional stinger, and then Ken would be hers.

Posted in #quikfic Tagged #quikfic, jewelry, love, murder, PIN, scorpion, stinger
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