Flash Fiction – 7th Ed.
I decided to do another Flash Fiction today because the inspiration picture sparked an idea. For some reason, it fit right in with the recent research I’ve done to develop the outline for the next novel I plan on plinking away at. The theme is fairly dark, so this story follows.
To join in the Flash Madness, go to Rochelle’s Purple Blog and follow the rules.
Concept: a weekly picture is posted, and the writer is challenged to produce one-hundred (more or less) words of some sort of fiction with a complete plot (beginning, middle and end). Here is my seventh installment:
THE PERFECT CUT
He waited for the kitchen timer to chime. It would be a while more. The particular cut always took so long to cook correctly. He even had time to set out the good china as well as clean up the courtyard. A quick spray with the hose erased the mess.
He savored the memory of last night to pass the time.
“I think I love you,” she’d said.
“I could eat you up,” he answered.
The timer erupted with insistent, electronic beeps. A thorough braise was the only way to cook, sometimes.
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