~ Hey, Mick, working on your fav strawberry jam. Need apples. Can you get me 2 lb?
'Hey, honey, got your lightbulbs.'
'Lightbulbs? I asked for apples!'
Mick swiped his phone. 'No. You said 2 lb. Lightbulbs.'
'That's pounds, you idiot! I'm making jam, not wiring up a house!'
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Flash Fiction
Short StoryTwitter has a daily prompt using the hashtag #vss365. This thread will be for pulling those stories, plus other very short stories, into one place. There are a mixture of genres, the occasional sequence with repeated characters, and a mix of serious...
