by Virginia Marion
Soft spring sunshine filtered through the trees at the outdoor café, helping Lenore build courage. "I'm pregnant." Boyd's face transformed, anger narrowing his eyes to slits, his jaw clenching. "You said you loved me." Truth nudged the edges of her mind and fear blossomed, forcing her to avert her eyes. "I'm sterile," he replied through gritted teeth.
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Virginia Marion writes in Texas and has been published at Every Day Fiction, FlashShot, Brilliance e-zine, the Melic Review and The Wroter’s Post Journal magazine.
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9 comments:
ohhhh! very cool virginia.
Ouch. That was terse, and very effective!
Great story! Very clever! Way to go!
EExcellence in six sentences. Absolute killer ending. Great job.
Great work, Virginia. Loved the twist!
This is a good one, Virginia. Your prose is very poetic!
i'd say goodness, but, goodness had nothing to do with it...
well done.
Jeanette Cheezum
Well when you tell the truth it doesn't always set you free. Huh!
Good 6.
Heh, probably should have mentioned that before now, eh?
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