The note, scrawled in haste, read “be back in a min.” It didn’t mention a stop sign unnoticed or thumbs on the text pad. It didn’t say I would never again see your smile or taste your lips or feel your breath or share our silly dreams.
You didn’t know.
Jeff Switt is a retired advertising agency guy who loves writing flash fiction, some days to curb his angst, other days to fuel it. His words have been featured at Dogzplot, Boston Literary Review, Flash Fiction World, Nailpolish Stories, 50-Word Stories, 100 Word Story, A Story in 100 Words, 101 Word Stories, and Shotgun Honey, and have appeared at lots of places that take whatever you send in.