Author’s ramblings: This is one of my flash fiction prompts for the word “Sleeve” and is pretty much a little fiction “scene” in a “scene”. I’ll be starting up my Christmas fiction next week, so if you have any songs you’d like me to storify, mention them in comments below. Enjoy the weekend!
FLASH FICTION PROMPT
I didn’t know what else to do. I had to do something, but for once in
my life, my voice, my mouth, that whole entire bundle that it takes to
bring speech into the atmosphere of the living, it was nothing.
I was numb. I was blind and yet, somehow, I had to make myself known.
Her sleeve was soft and silky, as if it were everything that she
wasn’t, with the look in her dark eyes and the dusky red lips pursed in
thought. I didn’t think she’d even feel it, I thought that perhaps, she
wouldn’t even notice me.
I thought she might do it to spite me.
And then she turned and with one simple arch of those dark eyebrows, I knew my fate was sealed.
Perhaps for the worst.
(c) Sara Harricharan
