“Five Long Years”


If a man could choke on eagerness, Harry would have died thrice over.

He giggled, propped the beautiful mannequin in the flat’s window, spun open the blinds, and — oh. His breath caught. The moonlight made her look almost real, like a night five years ago. They were happy — so happy — until the gunshot destroyed his world.

But then he found the manuscript and the ritual. He tittered again. Five long years.

He kissed the mannequin’s alabaster cheek and pirouetted to the door where sat a pair of wellies and a spade. Soon, love.

First, he had to visit a grave.


Friday Fiction picked up this week from Darleen at protein wisdomGator from BigGator5.net, Smitty at The Other McCain, and Carrie at carrieaisling.

Tania Gail is in with a a story inspired by one of her own photographs.

Matthew at Old Line Elephant has published the newest installment of his serial story “Through the Mirror”, so get on that!