Eight years had passed for Evelyn


my 75 words of the day on the wonderful paragraphplanet website for ‘super’ flash fiction.



Headline reads – ‘A pair of red shoes are the only clue.’

A tiny moon in waiting eases it’s way in front of yesterday’s sun. Her red shoes poke the tufts of grass on Beeny Cliff. As waves clap and unfurl in the distance, she throws her arms left and right and her chin upwards to ‘The Gods,’ eyes pinned wide: palms catching pearls of rain. A crack of thunder carves a Z through her body.


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