girls make trouble

First, by way of explanation, I wanted to try out some flash fiction since it’s a form I really enjoy but don’t know much about. So I’m going to try to get into a routine of writing one short short (100 words or less) every day or two based on a prompt from my “Writer’s Block” book. Today’s prompt is just a word, “Deadline.” Here’s hoping this little project doesn’t get too tedious.

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The Bag

A pack of girls scattered in front of me. Twisting to the right, I thought I saw an opening. But crowds move like the ocean, angry and impenetrable.

Suddenly I was there. I raced to front of the line, not caring who got shoved aside. “The plane,” I panted, “Please.”

“Shirley” behind the desk just raised a finger. My eyes followed it, along with the plane slowly gliding out of sight.

For the first time in four days of running I started to cry. The bag in my hand just throbbed, waiting for my next move.