Two Pieces of
Flash Fiction
by Michael C.
Keith
After Admitting That He’d
Slept With Her Sister
The last thing he recalled was
falling down the rocky slope and seeing the look
of satisfaction on her face.
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My Dear Old Dad
I see all the photos of deceased men
posted by their children on Facebook in
remembrance on Father’s Day and think that
if my loved ones do that to me I’ll come
back to haunt them.
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