June, 2015 Archives
Jun
Her Date
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
She didn’t let anger precipitate her tears. Not yet. She was intent on finding the man of her passion. Approach him head-on. Strike him repeatedly with fiery bolts as thunderclouds rolled in her eyes.
Stiletto heels clicked her steps up the runway to where he lived. She rang the doorbell. Waited.
How could he forget a special day or ignore it?
She noticed the door ajar. Pushed it. Entered a dark apartment.
“Surprise,” voices screamed in unison. Lights went on.
Her beau poked his head into view from the other side of the door.
“Happy birthday, honey,” he managed sheepishly.
From Guest Contributor Krystyna Fedosejevs
Krystyna writes poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. Her work has been published at: Nailpolish Stories, 50-Word Stories, 100 word story, Boston Literary Magazine, From the Depths (Haunted Waters Press), ShortbreadStories, and espresso stories.
Jun
Sid
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Tears streamed from Charlotte’s blue eyes. Her protective doberman ‘Sid’ had died. Even her job as a vet did not help. The cancer had spread. Two weeks after Sid’s sad demise Charlotte tied her brown locks into a bun and returned to saving other pets’ lives. She accepted only token payments to cover her lonely expenses.
One moonlit evening whilst withdrawing takeaway cash a scuffle ensued. Police arrested a crook from the off license nearby. As he was dragged away the thief shouted back,
‘Lady, you’re lucky you had a big dog watching you, I was gonna rob you first!’
From Guest Contributor Kerry Valkyrie Baldock Kelly
Jun
Each Other’s Company
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Barbara and Dave fought more on vacation, and much more intensely, than any other time in their marriage.
“I wish you’d just shut up about it,” Barbara finally shouted.
“As soon as you admit that this time it wasn’t my fault,” Dave countered.
“Okay, it’s not your fault. Are you happy now?”
“Yes.” Having gained her absolution, Dave stopped bickering and turned away.
Neither of them spoke for a long time. They just bobbed quietly in the water, wishing the other one wasn’t there. It would have been better to die alone than to endure each other’s company a moment longer.
This is a 101-word story I wrote for 101 Words. You should check out their site.
Jun
Internet Freedom
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
“Worst case scenario,” solemnly begins my lawyer, looking up from his papers to fix me with his most sobering stare, “They will seize your computer, hard drives, thumb drives, charts, journals, everything.
“They will want the details of everything you have ever worked on, all your current work in progress, every project you plan to work on in the future.”
“I’ll go into hiding.”
“You can’t hide. They will track you down to the ends of the Internet. They want it all. They will scan everything inside your head.”
“I will cut off my head to stymie the Thought Police.”
From Guest Contributor Barry O’Farrell
Barry is an actor living in Brisbane, Australia. Barry’s other stories can be found at Cyclamens & words, 50 Word Stories and of course here at A Story In 100 Words.
Jun
Basic Behavior
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
All I could say to my mother as she stood haggard over the sunken sink and washed the dishes; rattled the stainless steel pots trying to make some type of noise to fill up space that the silence had long held ransom was, “I don’t mean to be sad.” I gripped at the air as I said the words; tried to catch eloquence and understanding in my palms. I wanted to give her a better answer, a better reason. I wanted to appease. “I don’t mean to be sad,” again. Basic. All I could be…everything I could say. “I’m sorry.”
From Guest Contributor Endya Goliday
Endya is a fiction writer and playwright who resides in Saint Louis, Missouri.