Friday Night Aftermath

by Peggy McFarland

A warm body snuggled against her back. One eye-lid shot open. Think Zoe commanded herself. She remembered the bar, the singer with the sexy eyes, too much tequila and... it got fuzzy after that. The body shifted! A warm tongue licked her cheek and... dog breath?


Peggy McFarland's stories have been (or will be) published (soon) at FlashShot, Long Story Short, Everyday Weirdness, Absent Willow Review, Sonar 4 E-Zine, hoi polloi III, Harbinger*33, WordSlaw, 6SV1 and 6SV2. Her full 6S catalog is here.