Hi, friends! Time for another exciting edition of bookshelf flash fiction! Okay, it’s only moderately exciting. But still, it’s something, right?
Playing house endangered Rebecca. A long and fatal love chase rose under fire. Spit and passion spark the other Rebecca.
“The hour I first believed what I meant, the fallen house of leaves burned,” she said.
Tiger eyes now watch him die.
People at odds never come back.
Quiet—she’s come undone.