I used to dream of running until my legs fell off. Now, I dream of wheeling faster.
Category: 17 Word Stories
“Want dessert?” Jose interrupts…
“Want dessert?” Jose interrupts at the Christmas table. But the damage from grandpa’s revulsion is already done.
“Please don’t throw it…
“Please don’t throw it all away!”
“You did, all those years ago.”
“But that was for you.”
The pastor hightailed, followed…
The pastor hightailed, followed by the bishop who was running too, not chasing. The choir were witnesses.
For the first time…
For the first time in years, Johnny stood up. The doctors said it wouldn’t last. It didn’t.