It’s hard to post one of my short stories on the blog. Most average around 3,000 words. That makes for a long column. This year I will make an exception to the rule. A while back I toyed some with flash fiction. As a former copy writer I’m used to packing the most wallop into the shortest possible space. Rules dictated that the following tale is a mere 99 words, not counting the title. It won the Saturday Fiction Writers’ Award a couple of years back and MicroHorror subsequently published it. I hope you enjoy fiction done fast.
LOVE AND THE INNER BEAST
I never smelled a girl like her in Safeway. She pushed a buggy down the cereal aisle and turned her cheek to hide the striped claw mark that makeup couldn’t. I knew the lacy blouse hid more scars like the crescent on my cheek a pup gave me as a child.
As I sacked her groceries, my heart sank –-
Large brown eyes showed the felines were just a snack.
“Beautiful moon tonight,” I said, “Feel like a howl?”
Her pupils narrowed to slits. She smiled as her nostrils tasted me.
Finally. My kind of girl.