Drippy red wax stained the white carpet where the lava lamp leaked after it tumbled off the table and cracked open when Sandy kicked it while demonstrating for her ten-year-old daughter the one-handed cartwheels she performed at high school football games before she got pregnant and had to quit cheerleading.
Rita Riebel Mitchell writes in the Pinelands of South Jersey where she lives amongst the trees with her husband. Her work appears in HAD, Flash Fiction Magazine, Versification, and more. Find her at ritariebelmitchell.com/friday-micro.
choked on my toast. omg. love this!
Thanks, Hannah! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Hello from another Piney! Nice piece.
Thanks, neighbor!
Fantastic imagery! I really love this story!
Thank you, Kath!
Great story in one long sentence! Provoked happy and sad emotions. Good!
Thanks, Kate!
Bloody brilliant.
Thank you, Joanna!
I signed up for your newsletter-i’ve come back to this story several times this week, for one reason or another.
Well deserved Story of the Week. Terrific description. Character’s physical action reveals character psychology. And one very nicely written fifty word sentence.
Late reply, but thanks so much, Nick!
This is wonderful work. Wow.
Thank you for the compliment, Bob!