I wrote this very short piece ‘The Last Day’ some years ago. Today it seems more relevant than ever. The Last Day He seemed to take forever to get ready. He kept yelling, as usual.“When will you ever learn to fry an egg? Useless woman!”“How many times have I to…
The End is written in response to a prompt from a Facebook Writing Group called GBE2. Here’s what the prompt read:We’d like you to write the ending of a fictional story, but NOT the beginning or the middle. Jump in to your piece somewhere right near where everything gets wrapped…
He seemed to take forever to get ready. He kept yelling, as usual. “When will you ever learn to fry an egg? Useless woman!” “How many times have I to teach you how to fold a d*** shirt? Today, I was so tempted to answer back. But I bit my…