She sat transfixed, brain processing, heart refusing to believe. How could he? She re-played the last six years in her mind.
“Rachel!” She didn’t respond. Dumbledore’s death was riveting.
This is my entry for day 25 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: rivet.
Sneaking, whispered phone calls, late meetings—I’d failed to read the obvious signs. Never imagined my husband could be stealthy. My bad.
He threw me the best surprise birthday party.
This is my entry for day 23 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: read.
He was always the centre of attention at home. No one cared about me, the outcast—not even mum liked my drawings. All because I wasn’t autistic like he was.
This is my entry for day 22 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: centre.
He smiled as his opponent walked off, dejected. This was a competition and he’d do anything to win, even sway the audience. Losers—they always fall for a child’s tears.
This is my entry for the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: sway.
Crowds cheered as the swimmer who’d nearly died in a freak accident, resurfaced. His crippled brother watched, mesmerised. The ever-ignored twin finally had the spotlight he deserved.
My entry for day 20 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction competition. Today’s prompt: spotlight.
The Chaos Within 