The Lark
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The Lark

Grandma’s Weevils

Flash fiction

Grandma didn’t mind the weevils.

It’d been a long time since I visited her — three years or so or thereabouts. Life was busy in the city with work and friends and all the distractions that cities are known for.

But, one surprising day, I received a letter in the mailbox. I never really received letters anymore. Even the bills came online.

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Alex Godley

I’m a humble bard who likes to play with words and create new worlds. I also like chocolate. And cake.