Four More from Fifty | Four
Hunks on a Plane, Jack of Diamonds, the Solace of Moss, and Found Joy in the Sunday Paper
This week, four more vignettes from my winter challenge to write one 54-word story a day for 54 days.
Over the Atlantic
The only time I ever wanted to die, I was on a plane. Dublin-bound, seated near the tail. Mid-flight, impossibly beautiful men walked toward me, almost touching my shoulder as they passed.
“The Swedish National Footbal…
