Category: Flash Fiction
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CHANDELIER
‘Ta-da!’ announced Agnes, throwing her arms open wide, ‘what do you think?’ Archie stared at the array of lights hanging vertically from the ceiling, above the grand staircase. ‘What the…?’ he stared open-mouthed. ‘Isn’t it marvellous?’ gushed Agnes, oblivious to Archie’s response. ‘It’s…it’s…very big.’ ‘Over a thousand individual lights.’ ‘Well, if it’s what you want.’…
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DURING THE WAR
George found Nick next to the old fountain in the garden after everyone from the wake had drifted away. ‘Remember when we used to splash in the water round this,’ George said. ‘It belongs to you now, along with all this,’ George gestured to the large gardens and the manor house behind them. Nick patted the…
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ESCAPE
Labuki’s eyes adjusted to the dark room as the door closed behind her. She could smell dirt and dust. She felt the cold cement walls and slowly edged around the new space. Her foot hit a round, hard object on the floor. Using her hands she felt the circular object. A handle protruded from the…
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WAR OF THE FUTURE
Nick’s visor kept steaming up. He was breathing too hard and too fast. The only way he could clear his sight was to lift the visor open and wipe it with his gloved fingers, but now that they were outside the sealed command base that wasn’t an option. No-one knew for sure what the atmosphere…
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ALL SEWN UP
Granny Jess passed away peacefully in her home, surrounded by her family. Sandra, her eldest, had the task of cleaning out the house where Granny had lived on her own for forty years. She took me along. ‘What’s this, Mum?’ I asked. Sandra smiled. ‘That’s your Granny’s old sewing machine.’ ‘Should we keep it?’ My Mum…
Iain Kelly 