A Very Short Story (Ornaments)

He packed away the ornaments and wrote a note to place in the last box: “You found the best tree ever this year.”

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

Desperate for answers, he got naked and took a shower.

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A Very Short Story (Coffee)

When Steven came back to the kitchenette to get his coffee, Darla was standing over his cup, blowing it cool.

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A Very Short Story (Lawyer)

“Mr. Burkwell, if you think having a shitty lawyer is bad, try being a shitty lawyer. It’s terrible.”

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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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