The prettiest girl in class was Catholic.
Doomed.
Danny said she belonged to the bad guy himself.
Long locks of hot red flowed down her back, tickling the tips of the fingers I stretched over the edge of my desk.
I loved her.
In nightmares, I followed her to Hell.
Amy Marques has penned three children’s books, barely read medical papers, occasional blogs, and numerous letters. Her work can be found or is forthcoming in The Dribble Drabble Review, Flying South, Brilliant Flash Fiction, Potato Soup Journal, Ariel Chart, Sweetycat Press, and Flash Fiction Magazine.
Nice! You use your words almost like Legos, building a mood that somehow tells a complete story in a small space. Love it!
Thanks, Linda! I love that image of Lego building worlds!