Week 534 of #ThursThreads, and y’all never disappoint. We’re in Year 10 and that’s an accomplishment in itself! Thank you to all y’all for coming back to write for all these years. I couldn’t have done it without you. If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! You’re in good company. May you come back again and write more great flash. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir (First post)
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Joseph P. Garland | @JPGarlandAuthor
- Eric Martell | @drmag00
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir (Second post)
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Chase Imler
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
- M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
Silver James | @SilverJames_
Siobhan says: We so very rarely write stories where the heroes CAN’T save everyone, but Silver’s tale reminds us that even in fiction there’s an element of reality, just enough to make it believable. I’m with Meg on this one, but I can’t argue with the Wolves either. Nicely done.
Eric Martell | @drmag00
Siobhan says: I liked that this tale didn’t end on a dark and gloomy note. Would the decision Lucy made be hard? yes, but it was her choice and the benefits outweighed the drawbacks. And there was hope. Lovely.
Week 534 Winner
Siobhan says: This tale started off so simple – a brother and sister talking about getting together for the holidays…or not. But then it took a sharp left into spooksville and the reason Lupita doesn’t want to come home is VERY apparent at the end. Eep! Great tale (and he used both prompts, too lol)
“You’re going to back out now?”
Her brother’s judgment over the phone shot through Lupita’s sensitive ears. She blew a deep breath out her quivering nostrils and tried to sound casual.
“Well, I have some reservations about coming home, sabes?”
Jorge’s easy laugh over the line confirmed that he did not, in fact, know.
“I think we all have them, manita.”
It was Lupita’s turn to bark her coarser laugh.
“Mr. Perfect is worried about going home for the holidays?”
“No, I’m worried about my slacker little sister coming home for the holidays.”
“There’s just, a lot going on right now.”
“Are you okay?”
“Ya, estoy bien.”
Lupita mentally kicked herself for not making that sound more convincing.
“You’ve been gone a year, manita. Everybody’s been worried about you.”
“No, they were glad to see me go.”
“That’s the thing,” Jorge worried. “Nobody saw you go. And it was around the same time as all those beast attacks; the authorities still don’t know what killed those people. I thought you might have been… sabes?”
Lupita was glad this wasn’t a video call. Her forced smile would’ve freaked him out.
“No, I just ran out of couches to crash on. Had to go somewhere nobody was sick of me yet.”
Somewhere no one knew her.
“Please come home, manita.”
“I’ll think about it.”
Lupita hung up and tossed the arm she’d clutched all through the call on the pile of bodies at her feet.
She couldn’t stay here any longer either.
Congratulations Twelve Time Winner David, and Honorable Mentions Silver and Eric! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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