My Craft Very Short Stories

Ready for Reincarnation

At 84, Bob took to talking to his Springer Spaniel. He romped with the dog, ate with the dog, and learned to nap during the day in preparation for his reincarnated life. He died. Bob came back as a cat. Which, was okay because he knew how to outrun a dog. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like Left Hanging on Craigmore Rock A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal Heat…

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My Craft Very Short Stories

The Sleeping Giant

Tiptoeing past the sleeping giant, she paused for a peek to make sure his eyes remained closed. She drew closer. Boldly, she touched a closed lid. In an instant, he swept her up, wrapped her in a hug, and sweetly kissed her neck. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like That’s a Wrap A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal Heat and Tension on the Grapevine On a Sandbar, War.

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Dip the Urchin Over the Side

“I’m bored, dip the Urchin over the side,” pronounced the Captain. “I’m afraid he will sink,” offered the First Mate. “Still, it would top the day,” added the Cook. The boy called the Urchin said nothing. He could cool off, and honestly, he was bored too. Thanks for reading. Leave me a comment? Other Writings You May Like The Double Chocolate Bar Left Hanging on Craigmore Rock Heat and Tension on the Grapevine On a…

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The Road to Kelso

The bus broke down five miles outside Kelso on the Joshua tree road near where the train tracks hang on the yellow hills. The few tourists unloaded their bags deciding they would rather walk than stand in the heat. Sally smoothed her pettifor and adjusted her wide-brimmed hat. She would wait in the bus. Twenty minutes later a private stuck his head into the bus and offered a ride and Sally joined the bus driver…

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A Cooper’s Hawk Snags a Meal

  After sixty steps, he decided he made a bad choice to leave the car to photograph Joshua trees in the Nevada desert. He wanted a swallow of the water sitting in the passenger seat now getting hot in the light. The sun burned the bald spot he forgot to cover with a hat. He thought about going back. Then, a¬†quail hawk lifted off its perch of evergreen bayonets and dove to the ground. It…

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Left Hanging on Craigmore Rock

He dug into the rock face deeper with his right hand while he swung his left hand up to meet it. He now hung over the gorge too tired to pull himself up and too centered in self-worth to let go. He swung closer to the edge hoping to find a foothold. He swung back away from an edge too far to offer anything to grab. He felt the tension in his fingers. [bctt tweet=”He…

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The Double Chocolate Bar

He brought out the candy and tore the top edge exposing the chocolate. She longed for it. He snapped off the end and brought it to his mouth. He felt eyes on him and looked directly at the girl. She sat across from him on the upper deck. She smiled, and turned away. [bctt tweet=”Miss, can I give your daughter some of my chocolate?”] He moved the chocolate with his tongue and let the richness…

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