Flash Fiction
We drink champagnewith sugar cubes soaked in bittersfizzing at the bottomof the fluteswhose rims last kissed on our wedding…
Age: 44. Occupation: Sports blogger. Relationship Status: Trying to date his ex-wife’s sister. Last book read: “Then…
Arrived safely, on schedule. The hotel is nice and the locals…
Divorce is hard. It’s complicated and messy and hurtful. All. The. Things. It’s coming up on…
We woke up to snow on the ground. I remember looking out the window wondering if…
She couldn’t feel her feet touch the earth or the familiar consciousness of wet sand against her underfoot, she only saw…
Start with Part 1, and read a short synopsis of the original book.