A Very Short Story (Driftwood)

Lucy went down to the shore and walked among the driftwood. His letter had been short, but plain of meaning.

Excerpted from Rough & Beautiful: Very Short Romance Stories

 

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A Very Short Story (Believe)

She said, “You don’t believe in love? Really? When you stand in the Sahara do you not believe in sand?”

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A Very Short Story (Basket)

The party was just getting going when all the cell phones in the basket started ringing and the room went quiet.

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A Very Short Story (Dancing)

The sign on the door said Irish Dancing Lessons. Rivka went in.

Excerpted from Kites and Weddings: Very Short Stories
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A Very Short Story (Competitive)

I told him girls are competitive. I think he believed it. I just don’t think he believed it about me.

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A Very Short Story (Spring)

He hurled the terra cotta pot into the air with both hands and watched it crack on the sidewalk. Spring spring spring spring spring!

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A Very Short Story (Saxophone)

He slid his saxophone under the bed before we got naked on it, and I think it made the whole thing better. I really do.

Excerpted from Before the Ripcord Broke: Stories
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A Very Short Story (Pigs)

We were pigs in a blanket. With a bowl of popcorn. Watching a horror movie.

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A Very Short Story (Perfume)

The man with the sketchbook did not take his eyes off the Picasso, even when she knew he must be able to smell her perfume.

Excerpted from Rough & Beautiful: Very Short Romance Stories
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A Very Short Story (Leafless)

Even in summer he saw the trees like they were in winter: leafless and spread apart against a gray sky.

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