Week 602 of #ThursThreads was a success, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You made this happen. If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Bill Engleson
- Sheilagh Lee
- Siobhan Muir
- David A. Ludwig
- Mark A. Morris
- Louisa Bacio
- Kelly Heinen
- Joel Sandersen
Honorable Mentions
Joel Sandersen | Website
Siobhan says: Joel’s tale both made me laugh and made me sad. Money talks in all situations – whether regular human business or that of the Fae and gnomes. Fun tale.
Mark A. Morris | Website
Siobhan says: I find it amusing that a vampire actually has allergies of a sort. Vegans just don’t provide enough protein, I guess. Made me chuckle.
winner announcement
Week 602 Winner
Siobhan says: The last line! Oh my glory, I laughed so hard I had to make sure I wasn’t over my keyboard. I loved it. I also loved the rather guilty chagrin of her father admitting that. Great tale.
“You knew this whole time and never told me?”
Helen Harper wasn’t letting this one go. Even if it meant following her father into his gun safe. She didn’t mind him having guns. She just wasn’t excited by the craftsmanship and couldn’t stand the noise or recoil.
“You told me not to! The other you. Was she wrong?”
How was Helen supposed to answer that? She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that she was the multiplying superhero, Gemini. Probably not even the original.
“Wait. Are you still in touch with her?”
“I was nine days ago. She said she’d be incommunicado for a while.”
Colonel Harper reached around the edge of his rifle display case. He pressed a hidden latch and the front of the case swung out, revealing a compact closet with several of Gemini’s super suits inside.
“Now that you have her Power, you probably want one of these.”
Helen ran a hand dumbly over the front leotard. Her father placed his hand firmly on her shoulder.
“She thought you’d be happier not knowing. How are you holding up?”
Helen slowly shook her head.
“It’s been an eye-opener. Just how many of me are you in touch with?”
“Only the three,” Colonel Harper coughed rather than continue.
Helen searched her father’s face.
“Me, the superhero, and…” She gasped. “The supervillain? She really is a distinct person?”
Colonel Harper nodded while studying his shoes.
“She calls on Mondays.”
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Congratulations TWENTY-ONE TIME WINNER David, and Honorable Mentions Joel and Mark! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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