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by Jane BlythePosted on Posted in Flash Fiction No Comments

Logan paced up and down the ER. What was taking so long? They’d been here for over an hour already and yet he hadn’t been let in to see Amelia, nor had anyone given him an update on how she …

Week 119 – Well that’s a hellava story Read More »

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by Jane BlythePosted on Posted in Flash Fiction No Comments

Hands were touching her.   Amelia had no idea why but for some reason she sensed this wasn’t a good thing.   Her eyes snapped open and when she saw Logan standing above her she immediately relaxed. If he was …

Week 118 – Amazing can’t wait to read more Read More »

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by Jane BlythePosted on Posted in Flash Fiction No Comments

Slowly he began to wake. Night sounds falter, eerily silent . . . Then not so silent. Running water. Logan could hear the sound of running water. That instantly snapped him awake and he bolted upright, ignoring the resulting stab …

Week 117 – Night sounds falter, eerily silent . . . Read More »

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by Jane BlythePosted on Posted in Flash Fiction No Comments

A loud explosion startled her. What was that? Something was roaring and crackling, and she turned her head towards the sound then immediately wished she hadn’t. Her house was on fire. Not just on fire it was a raging inferno. …

Week 116 – Why were they soaking wet? Read More »

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by Jane BlythePosted on Posted in Flash Fiction No Comments

Logan scanned the dark street and immediately zeroed win on the house across the street. There was an open window upstairs, he could tell because a curtain was fluttering. HIs gaze dropped to the ground beneath the window and he …

Week 115 – Omg can’t breathe can’t move Read More »

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