The story of the week for August 17 to 21 is…
Inheritance by Atif Nawaz
ATIF NAWAZ: Inheritance
After my mother died, everyone speaking her name gained one gram. Doctors blamed faulty scales. Physicists questioned calibration. I whispered her name every morning until climbing stairs became impossible. Grief, I realized, wasn’t carried inside hearts. It settled quietly into bones, waiting for someone willing enough to bear it.
Atif Nawaz is a Pakistani writer whose fiction has appeared in literary magazines and journals. He writes short fiction exploring memory, identity, and the human condition. He is currently working on new flash fiction and short stories.
CHIDI YOUNG: Phew!
I knew a beautiful woman like her deserved more. That’s why my sleeves were always rolled up. She never complained, but I saw it in her eyes, the way she looked into the stores whenever we drove past.
Now she’s with her boss, a richer man.
Never felt so relieved.
Chidi Young writes from Jos, Plateau State, Nigeria. He’s a writer, photographer, graphic designer, and a content creator.
DIVYA KAUSHIK: Too Late
The astronaut finally reached Earth after eighty years, clutching a letter from his daughter. She had written, “Come home soon, Dad.” Time had betrayed them. Kneeling before her gravestone, he whispered, “I hurried.” The stars applauded his journey; only Earth understood that the greatest distance was never space—it was time.
Divya Kaushik is a hardworking and determined student with a deep appreciation for creativity and self-expression. An avid canvas painter and aspiring writer, she enjoys exploring emotions, ideas, and perspectives through both art and words. She believes every story has the power to inspire, connect, and spark imagination. Guided by curiosity and perseverance, Divya continuously seeks opportunities to learn, create, and grow while leaving a meaningful impression through her work.
BOB THURBER: Divorce Papers
She insisted they both sign tonight.
“I’ll deliver them tomorrow,” she said, producing a pen. “They’ll be filed with the court by end of day.”
He remembered the pen. A Christmas gift. Not cheap. Years old.
He strained to remember the inscription.
She snapped her fingers. “Hey. Where’d you go?”
Bob Thurber is the author of six books. Regarded as a master of Flash and Micro Fiction, his work has appeared in Esquire and other magazines, been anthologized 60 times, received a long list of awards, and been utilized in schools and colleges throughout the world. He resides in Massachusetts. Visit his website at BobThurber.net.
JEFFREY REEVES: App
Amy added her middle name to the post and refreshed the page.
Maybe this time would be different; maybe the right one would text.
She closed her laptop, picked up her phone, and started scrolling. The sounds of the crowded coffee shop fell away.
It was almost like being alone.
Jeffrey Reeves is a former communications director living in Tennessee. He loves books, dogs, and coffee.
HEGE A JOKOBSEN LEPRI: Compassionate Care Villa
They call him Smith now. Oddly fitting. He can’t move or speak, but propped up, he can spot the pond. The lotuses tight like eye-balls torn out of their sockets. The aspen trees white as bones dissolving in lye. From his care home bed, a slow drip of happy memories.
Hege A. Jakobsen Lepri is a Norwegian-Canadian translator and writer (and obsessive haikuist), currently living in Norway. Recent work is featured in St. Katherine Review, Neither Fish nor Foul, The Disappointed Housewife, Fictive Dream, Best Small Fictions, Atticus Review, The New Quarterly, Room Magazine and others. You find her at www.hegeajlepri.ca
RICHARD R DiPIRRO: The Last Casualty
At dawn, Private Antonio Felipe became the unluckiest man in the world.
Peace was declared ten minutes prior, but no one told the bullet that killed him. The sound of victory traveled triumphantly through the hole in Antonio’s head. The bullet was sorry, but it was only doing its job.
Richard R. DiPirro is the author of the psychological sci-fi novel, Eaten by Wolves. His short fiction has appeared in various magazines and anthologies, including Metonym, Tales of the Strange, Carpe Noctem by Tyche Books, and The Lindenwood Review. He is currently seeking representation for his second novel, Black Linen and Biscuits.
MARJIE ALONSO: The Recall
She stands at the shoreline, looks out at the bay, then back at me.
“Alice, come!” It’s the second time I’ve called. She turns, slowly, like an ocean liner coming about. Her head dips to sniff, and then she approaches. Slowly.
The letter, but not the spirit, of the law.
Marjie Alonso lives in Provincetown, Massachusetts, where she can be found walking and pleading with her beagle to drop that. Her work has appeared in Brevity, The Huffington Post, Cognoscenti, and elsewhere. Her substack can be found at piecesofstring.substack.com.
STEVEN LEMPRIÈRE: Flatlining
I’d turned over a new leaf, but then Fern took root on an adjacent barstool.
“A whisky sour,” she purred, fronds unfurling in my direction.
I sensed trouble, with a capital T, and straightaway knew she’d unplug a life-support machine to charge her phone, but hey, what a last breath.
Steven is a man of few words.