Pan is Unreliable (544 Words - Flash)

“You made me a what?”

She looked at me like one would an illogical political opponent. “You don’t understand?”

I took a deep breath and tried to stop my hands from shaking by wiping sweaty palms on the front of my shirt. It didn’t work. Still, you gotta do something. I did, anyway. I don’t like not knowing.

“No, I don’t understand.” I did my best to keep the biting terror hidden underneath as few words as possible. Surely that would keep my sphincter-clenching fear under wraps.

I cringed at t...