Short Story Sunday: “Clock” [311]
“It’s stuck at 9:03 am. Can we assume that’s the time of death?” Evelyn, with latex gloves on her hands, tapped the face of the wrist watch with the tip of her finger. “Maybe, though it also could have...
“It’s stuck at 9:03 am. Can we assume that’s the time of death?” Evelyn, with latex gloves on her hands, tapped the face of the wrist watch with the tip of her finger. “Maybe, though it also could have...
Here’s this week’s prompt: Write a creative piece such as a short story, flash fiction, poem, or something else based on the word, “title.” If you use this prompt, please leave a link to your post in the comments...
Jack was a noble man. He had always been honest and decent in whatever he did. He was brave and unselfish. So, when Charlotte awoke in the middle of the night to find his side of the bed empty,...
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