#ThursThreads – Week 620 – Winners

Tying Tales Together, #ThursThreads Year 11 Got a tale to tie on?

Week 620 of #ThursThreads was a success, and y’all never disappoint. Thank you to everyone who writes each week. You are why we’re still doing this.

If you’ve just found us, welcome to the crew! May you come back again and write more great flash. A thousand thanks to Kelex for judging this week. Follow Siobhan Muir on Bluesky or check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.

Entries:

  • Bill Engleson
  • Kelly Heinen
  • Sandra L. Penrod
  • Silver James
  • Mark Ethridge
  • Siobhan Muir
  • Sheilagh Lee
  • David A. Ludwig
  • Richard Gibney

Honorable Mention

Siobhan Muir | Website

Kelex says: I felt the sense of concern for her partner.

winner announcement

Week 620 Winner

Silver James

Kelex says: As I’ve said before, I’m very visual and love when someone paints a picture in my mind. The beginning was quite adept at that and the flow tight, smooth, and writing strong.

Maura untwisted and twisted the cap of her favorite Mont Blanc—the one her college mentor had gifted her upon passing the bar. The fountain pen held no ink because it had long ago become her touchstone when thinking. The shivery snick of silver on wood created a soothing backdrop to the chaos her mind sometimes became.

You know what to do. Brian’s final words still echoed in her brain days later. Ronan hadn’t said a word in response to Brian’s parting words. What plans had the two men made before she appeared and…well…surrendered. She could not face this battle alone. She’d thought the instructions were meant for Ronan. Now she wondered. Were they meant for her?

The part of her that firmly believed in law and order stirred. She’d literally made a deal with the devil by going to the head of Boston’s Irish mob for assistance. She was an assistant district attorney. And she was, again literally, in bed with the enemy since she’d fallen in love with Ronan O’Connor, Brian Boru’s top lieutenant.

Maura had learned some things along the way. Boru’s Wolves were honorable despite a flexible legal line in the sand. It was her own boss, the district attorney, who had obliterated that line. Alex covered himself in the stench of corruption. And last she’d learned that the Wolves were, again literally, wolves. Shapeshifters.

“You know what to do.” She spoke the words aloud, and did know. “Because sometimes, Justice carries a sword.”
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Congratulations SIXTY-NINE TIME WINNER Silver! Don’t forget to claim your badge and display it with pride. You certainly earned it!

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