Short stories, Flash fiction, and Novel Excerpts

Smoke and Mirrors

In Writing on December 14, 2009 at 9:34 pm

“No!”  She screamed.  “Get away from my little girl!”

She backed herself into the corner, sheltering her daughter with her body.  Grabbing her mother’s leg, Liv huddled behind Linda; her face pressed against the rough fabric, hiding the view of a world she didn’t know.

“Leave us alone!  Just, leave us alone,” Linda cried, sobbing behind her knife.

The pounding on the door ceased, but a moment later a male voice called out,

“Ma’am?  Is everything okay?”

The metallic ringing of the dropped knife sounded through the room as Linda pressed her hands to her breasts.  She slumped against the wall, sliding down to join her daughter.  Liv cradled her mother’s head in her arms, stroking her hair.  Linda muttered, clutching at her as the door opened.


When the woman didn’t reply the man stepped into the apartment.  Liv laid her mother down on the floor, the medicine finally working.

Liv looked up at the maintenance man and said,

“Mamma’s been sick.  But I’m going to take care of her.”

Steve looked over the little girl’s head at the woman spread out on the floor.  Glancing back into earnest brown eyes, Steve nodded and left.

By:  Ben Pollard

Written for a prompt from a picture:


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