short fiction

Hoping He’ll Miss Me by Mikaela Shea

“I open my eyes and remember I’m not at home in the safety of a room full of siblings. I turn my head toward Ina just in time to see the man swing the blunt side of the axe down and demolish her peacefully sleeping face. This is the sound of the egg cracking, but so loud my ear buzzes.”

Skip by Gwynn V. Fulcher

“‘I can’t get out and check on you,’ Skip called out to the other car ‘I…got no legs and my arm’s all funny. I’m gonna start hurtin’ in a second or two…’ He heard the words coming out of his mouth. But couldn’t remember thinking or making them. Did he really have no legs? They’re there, he just can’t feel them yet is all. It’s that shock thing.”

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