Pants on Fire | Flash Fiction

Paul scans the faces of the three friends who are staring at him and wonders if he should be nervous. “Is this an intervention?” he says, forcing a smile.

“Yes, you could say that,” Sally replies. “We need to talk about your lies.” Continue reading “Pants on Fire | Flash Fiction”

The Last Goodbye

Empty promises were sealed with a gentle kiss on the lips and followed by a final embrace. The hug was long and heartfelt, and when the women pulled away, they squeezed at each other’s hands and gave sad smiles. Continue reading “The Last Goodbye”