The Past Office

For fifteen years the letter sat beneath the antiquated mail sorter. A clumsy man named Clyde, who would retire three months later (and be buried fourteen days after that), had dropped it and it slid several feet beneath the bulky contraption with the silly name. He thought briefly about retrieving it, but his sciatica was… Continue reading The Past Office


Flash Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 44 I used to get so excited when Henry would come home from school. We would play such games, sometimes for hours! Just the two of us. My name is Georgie. As far as I know, I am not a musically gifted prodigy. Honestly, I’m nothing. Henry is my… Continue reading Georgie