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Photo Frustrations

A short story with only six sentences.

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The Real-Estate Deal

CCC#28

“Oh, Ian this house is perfect, don’t you think?” Meg asked

“Well it will need a lot of work to get it ship-shape but there’s so much character here.  I can only imagine all the memories that the walls hold.”

“The stable has four stalls so we could get a few horses if we want, further down the road.”

“For sure Meg, but first we have to put an offer on this place.”

“I say let’s do it.”

Meg and Ian put a fair offer in on the homestead and then waited to hear back from their real-estate gal.

The couple was ecstatic as the sellers accepted their first offer right away and they could move in, in a few months. This was going to be perfect for the couple as they were to be married in one month.

Life was wonderful.

 

©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This flash fiction was written in response to Crimson’s Creative Challenge #28.

What Happened Here?

A flash fiction story about a break-in.

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The Tree Fort

A 99 word flash fiction using tree as the prompt.

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Grass On The Other-Side

A short story about a boy and his dad being impoverished then finding hope.

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Growing Older – Flash Fiction

Image from Pixabay

Joan was the lively one with the most energy in her group of friends but lately it seemed she was starting to slow down.

Partying was no longer her choice for a fun evening. Now content to stay home and watch TV. She never dreamt she’d see this day come when she was younger.

Getting up in the morning some days were painful on her joints. She could no longer kneel on the floor let alone sit on the floor like she always did before. Afraid that if she got down, she’d never get back up.

Growing older sucks.

©Susan Zutautas 2019

This was written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.

The Nagging Mother

spooky museum

Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay

The lights dimmed slowly as the caretaker of the museum was locking everything up for the night. Everyone had gone home except for him. Mr. Whipple loved this alone time. The room that he believed was his was at the back of the building. It was actually a room that  was used for storage of miscellaneous things. No one knew but he secretly slept here quite often.

On this particular night he stood at the Dutch door gazing in. He was thinking that it might be a good time to give his room a once over as the cobwebs were abundant.

Startled by an image of a woman standing off to the side of him he gasped. Was he really seeing  a ghost?

“Mother is that you?”

“Yes my son, I’ve been hanging around here waiting for you to stop by. You should be ashamed of yourself for the state of this room. I suggest you get busy tonight and get it spic and span clean as it’s not fit for anyone to live in.”

“Yes mother,” he sighed.

Even after death she was still henpecking him.

©Susan Zutautas 2019

This short story was written for a challenge over at The Haunted Wordsmith

No Lions Sleep Tonight – Flash Fiction

 

One scorching sunny morning everyone gathered together by the Quiver tree, deep in the forest to discuss the shortage of food.

Leo starts the meeting with, “Good morning” to the pride.

“Tonight, we will go and hunt a zebra. I spotted a dazzle last night and if we’re quick and stealth there won’t be a problem.”

“Papa, papa, can I come too for the hunt?”, said Leo’s cub.

“Yes, I think it is a fine time for you to join us, time to develop your sisu.”

“Okay all, we’ll meet back here at dusk, don’t be late,” said Leo.

 

©Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This short story was written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch. In 99 words no more, no less, write a story or poem using the word sisu.

Sisu is a Finnish concept of enduring strength, the ability to consistently overcome.

Emotionally Unstable

A six sentence story about a man named John who wasn't ready to be released from a psychiatric hospital.

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Catching a Nap – Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction April 25th

Flopping down on the couch with pillow in tow, I knew I’d be asleep in no time at all. Hopefully Sandy would let me get an hour’s sleep or so before calling me. Exhaustion had kicked in and out I went.

I woke with a startle, looked up and saw Ian standing there.

“Oh no, I hope I didn’t wake you, Meg.”

“No, that’s okay I was just sneaking in a few zzz’s while your mom was resting. I should get up and check on her.”

“No, no, you stay put, I’ll tend to her for a few hours.”

© Susan Zutautas 2019

This is part 2 of my submission for this week’s flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch. In 99 words, no more, no less, write a short story using the prompt word Exhaustion.

To read the first part of this flash: The Longest Days.