Flash Fiction – LZ Short Stories

The Yearning

I had not been asleep for long when the phone rang. It was a man’s voice. “Is this Clara?” “Yes.” “Hi. This is Bill. We met in the park yesterday and exchanged numbers. Do you remember me?” “Uh, yes.” “Are you alright? You sound kind of funny.” Who was this guy and what did heContinue reading “The Yearning”

Astral Plane

It was Christmas in Rhode Island, 1977, when I was thirteen years old that I went to the Astral Plane. We’d moved to Cranston during the school year, and I hadn’t made any friends. The head guidance counselor gave me an IQ test and placed me in the second to highest academic track. I wasContinue reading “Astral Plane”

The Cave

A child crawled into a small cave near her house. The cave looked like it was made of quartz, untouched by dirt. When she came out, the world seemed brighter. Grass was greener, the house she lived in was more ornate. She wondered at the house. Were her parents there or did a different familyContinue reading “The Cave”

Chronic Procrastination

I procrastinate chronically. My husband, Bill, is some kind of saint. We were engaged for three years because I didn’t get around to planning the wedding. He finally bought us tickets to Las Vegas and we eloped. That was my second engagement. My sweetheart from college and I were engaged for a year and aContinue reading “Chronic Procrastination”

Magnitude

When I think of the word magnitude, I think of earthquakes. I’ve never actually lived in an area that was prone to earthquakes, but I have nightmares of losing everyone close to me and everything dear to me in an earthquake. So when my boss, Janine Saunders, told me, “The magnitude of your good workContinue reading “Magnitude”