Saturday Story 2023 – Week 35 (Not a Dud)
Something new today, or rather a revisitation of a past concept with plenty of new stuff added. This piece is now available on my Patreon. Synopsis below:
Lewis discovers an old bomb buried in the backyard that turns his world upside down. This is an expansion of an old flash fiction piece.
More expansions may be coming next year, including some of your favorite pieces of short writing I’ve created over the years. I may also turn captions and pieces of micro-fiction into longer pieces as well. If you’re interested in this, you know what you have to do.
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A small excerpt is available below:
https://www.patreon.com/posts/88673370
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Finally, he got up, glancing at the bed groove where Kathryn should have been sleeping, too. “Groceries, right,” he mumbled, rheumy eyes and half-open lips working in unison to bring him back to reality. He left the bedroom behind, descended the small flight of stairs leading to the ground floor of the house, took a hard turn into the kitchen where the smell of blueberry pancakes was still in the air, and walked toward the door that marked the threshold where the sanctity of his abode ended and the uncertainties of the outside world began.
It was a cold November morning and the garden outside had seen better days. the once proud green grass starting to look brown and withered. He immediately noticed the freshly dug hole. Huey was sniffing the soil and wagging his tail while Jack looked hesitantly at the strange wonder his dog had uncovered. What was it this time? The plastic bone from last Christmas? The pair of blue socks he could never wear? No, sadly nothing so mundane and therefore easy to ignore. It was…
… a bomb.
“What the fuck?” Lewis muttered and pinched himself to verify he was truly awake and not having the weirdest dream of his life. The sudden pang of pain confirmed his expectations and made all his senses go on high alert. This was real and potentially dangerous.
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