Visions

He stood breathless in his tux staring at her figure moving toward him—her white gown almost glowing.

She was a vision.

He knew that as he scanned the slick road. Chunks of metal and shattered taillights littering the pavement. He knew but he tried talking to her anyway, asking if she could hear him. She nodded and started crying.

“I’m sorry,” he choked, “I’m sorry, love. It’s my fault.”

She spoke but no sound reached him. “You,” she mouthed. “You are the vision.” She pointed to a body on the ground. It was a man in a tux.

 

 

December 24 Prompt: Visions (Write a story that includes a vision)
Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

 

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I Quit

She hadn’t planned to show herself.

His lungs were filling with water—she panicked, materializing and assuring him she would always protect him.

It was a mistake. He spent the next year performing stupid stunts.

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“Check it out,” he shouted, jumping off the bridge. “I’ve got a guardian angel! I can’t die!”

His angel appeared, much clearer than she had the first time.

“You’re looking haggard,” he chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. His hand was wet. Glaring at her, he brought his fingers to his face. Blood. “What the hell?”

“I’m sorry,” she smiled. “Good luck.”

 

 

December 10 Prompt: Angels (Write a story that features an angel)
Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch

Home for the Holidays

My sister wakes me.

She puts a finger to her lips and we pad down the hall in our fleece footie pyjamas. It is still dark so she holds my hand on the stairs.

Our parents stand in the dining room. I feel strange—like it’s snowing inside. There is quiet and cold here. Our da stares at something on the floor: a Christmas stocking.

I don’t understand why it’s in our house. We don’t have stockings. Or a tree with ornaments.

“There’s a note,” Da says.

My sister points to the shattered window. We are not welcome here.

 

 

December 3 Prompt: Dissonance and Holidays (Write a story that pairs something seasonal with something odd.)
My two words are: Stocking and Window
Flash Fiction Challenge over at Carrot Ranch