Flash Fiction Friday: Along the Waterfront

They waited on the waterfront for Mr. Birch to arrive. There were five of them—distinguished men in long coats and expensive shoes. Their cars were parked down the road, and their drivers were milling around out of sight. None of them wanted to be there. Mr. Summerscale checked his watch for the third time and... Continue Reading →

Flash Fiction Friday: The Last Flamingo Trainer

It was two o'clock on a Friday afternoon, when the flamingo trainer presented his card. He was a stout, little man with oil-slick hair and a dark woolen suit. "You may inform your master that Mr. Frederico Ardovini is here," he announced grandly. "The Greatest Flamingo Trainer in the world!" The old man who opened... Continue Reading →

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