Friday Flash Fiction

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Picture courtesy of Bjorn Rudberg

I have been hit and miss here lately – we have been in the thick of home remodeling again which has taken most weekends and some evenings. Almost done. In addition to working full-time, I’ve become an unpaid intern in the publishing world, reading manuscripts and providing my comments. It is a fun way to be engaged with the industry and may lead me in new directions as I contemplate what I want to do with the rest of my life. Consequently, I have been a sometimes writer and a very poor reader, but I still love this challenge and am with you all in spirit each week.

Word count: 100

Play it again, Sam

The dulcet sounds of the lute teased her ears. Surely she was mistaken – no one played the lute these days.

Following the tune to the alley, Marie saw him. An older man, he played a song her lover composed for her last century. Her mind raced as she tried to place him. Was he like her, a traveler?

Marie leaned toward him as the final note hung in the air, haunting, bewitching, beguiling. In response, he raised his gaze to meet her.

The eyes have often been called the window to the soul. In this singular moment, all was known.

© Erin Leary

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11 thoughts on “Friday Flash Fiction

  1. Congratulations on the remodeling and the new job! May they both lead to wonderful things. As for the story, I like the foreshadowing in your title and the way you slipped in the ending. Hope to see/read you again soon.


  2. Dear Erin,

    This feels very much like something from The Highlander. Of course it’s my hope that no one loses their head. 😉 Nicely done. Kudos on the new job description.



  3. Dear Erin
    I wish you well with your unpaid job – you will be brilliant, I haven’t forgotten how kind you were to me when I needed a prod in the right direction.
    I love this story, especially the ending, so well written.

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