I’m feeling very generous this week so I’m asking for 20-word stories.
Here’s one I had some fun with:
How could he?! She’d really thought he was the one. But he’d gone and done it – eaten her last Rolo.
Last week, I challenged you to 6-word stories. You’re a very inventive lot as you’ll see from your fabulous responses:
Evening sky darkens
He passionately kissed, the wrong girl.
He didn’t get her being him.
After their marriage, two became one.
Flower bloom mightily, beauty is yours.
Paul L Mastaglio:
I’d passed. The car was mine!
Pie, SPLAT! Didn’t see that coming!
No heartbeat, born asleep. Godspeed sweetheart.
Running away, she met herself again.
Black dress. Red lipstick. Open casket.
Empty box. Den? Hide? Lost goods?