Sarah paced the room, growling softly under her breath. Her cat eyed her warily. She buried her face in a cushion and screamed. Finally she turned to her music collection and flipped through the CDs.
'Something for every mood?' She laughed. 'Don't see anything for murder!'
YOU ARE READING
Flash Fiction
Short StoryTwitter has a daily prompt using the hashtag #vss365. This thread will be for pulling those stories, plus other very short stories, into one place. There are a mixture of genres, the occasional sequence with repeated characters, and a mix of serious...
