“You seen her before?” John asked, picking his teeth.
I looked upon the haggard performer in the market and found I could not look away. “Maybe, but begs the question, from where?”
“Ain’t been on this side of the world. Maybe she’s a ghost.”
“Ghosts don’t follow people.”
This is the first post of a new series. I really enjoy flash fiction, and I’m excited to stretch my legs a bit. So, expect a new flash fiction post each Friday.
And if you like the vibe of these stories, ...
Published on June 03, 2022 08:53