Fall Flash 7

Ruthie lay as if sleeping, peaceful like. She was beautiful in her Sunday-go-to-meeting dress, her white gloves and her hair all done up just the way she liked it.

Harold sat in the front, hands together and head bowed. Lovely Ruthie he thought, how I loved you.

“Don’t worry Harry; I’ll be just around the corner waiting for you.” Harry smiled quietly to himself as he heard her whispered words and the casket closed.

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The Flash word is Around . The word limit is 75 words. This one comes in at exactly 74.

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Flash: Waitress

The fans swirled overhead, yet the air was overheated. She felt desiccated, confused by her presence in the diner straight from a bad 50’s movie. Looking in the window, she saw herself a vision straight from pinup art.

“What the hell, “she thought, “you would never catch me dead in this get up.”

Suddenly the door swung open and with the tall man who came through the door came an underlying scent of rotten eggs.

“Waitress, coffee dammit!”

She looked again, noticed the tail twitching beneath the long coat.

“Oh, no. I am a waitress in Hell.”

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This is dedicated to all those people in the service industry who believe they are doing you a favor by waiting on you, answering your questions, answering the phone, bringing your food, taking your order or any of the other sundry things they are paid to do. Yes, I know there are many in the service industry that do a great job, unfortunately there are far too many who do not. 

Flash: Cantina

The verdant hillside rippled with the last of the day’s heat, the scent of fresh turned earth and olive trees carried on the breeze. Lizza sat alone in the cantina, sipping wine and watching as both tourists and workers arrived, taking seats throughout the patio.

As the sun set a delicate fragrance caught her attention, Jasmine, one of her favorites; she hadn’t noticed before True Jasmine planted throughout the courtyard. She considered the rest of the courtyard, Oleander out front, Belladonna and Foxglove in planters on all the windows.

What had she stepped into? Just then, her dinner was served.

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This week’s word is Cantina. The word limit is 100 words. This one comes in at 100.

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