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Author’s Ramblings: I’m still running behind folks–sorry about that. Lots of “real life” things happening at the moment and I can barely keep my marbles together. Anyhow, this is a flash fiction snippet for me this week. Happy reading and enjoy the weekend!
blinked twice, for good measure and then repeated herself–again.
“Patrol. This evening. Me?”
Officer Evans stifled the urge to roll his eyes. “Yes, if you would
be so kind?” He drawled. “I do not make the orders, I simply hand them out.” He slid the electronic tablet across the
counter and waited for her to sign in and count it as a job well done
for the day.
The brunette eyed the device for a good five minutes before reluctant
fingers poked at the touchscreen to enter her numerical ID for
clearing. A moment later, she took the proffered ticket from Evans.”Luck of the draw, it seems.”
“Indeed. Good luck. Happy hunting.” He fired off a lazy salute and then
turned to switch off his systems to log out before the next shift.
Yulena sighed to herself. She waited until he circled around the
section, the screens turned off, the lights dimmed and then he latched
the little chain sectioning off his checkpoint.
For a moment, they stared at each other–again.
Then he walked forward, arms extended.
She gathered him into his arms, a kiss to the side of his cheek.
“Happy birthday, son.” She hugged him tight. “I’m sorry I’ll miss the
cake and dinner.”
His sad smile held forgiveness in its curve. “That’s okay. You were
there for breakfast this morning.” He kissed her cheek. “Thanks for
transferring here today.”
“Anytime.”
(c) Sara Harricharan