He slid a magazine across the bank's slick marble tiles. JD popped it in the Glock and fired, but no one was falling. Doubt cascaded his dome as the edges of objects warped and curved. "Here, take this #sapphire." A manager offered. "It'll help explain this wicked dream."
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Daily Flash Fiction
General FictionThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
