- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Mark A. Morris
- Keturah Lamb | @KeturahAbigail
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
- Mileva Anastasiadou | @happymil_
- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
- Shan Jeniah Burton | @ShanJeniah
Silver says: A big shout-out to everyone who participated in Thursday Threads. The flash fiction this week was excellent and made it hard to choose. Thanks for writing such great fiction. I enjoyed reading every one of the entries. That said, Siobhan insists that I pick winners, so here they are:
Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
Silver says: He always brings a sense of time and place to his writing, and creates characters with just a few words.
Shan Jeniah Burton | @ShanJeniah
Silver says: Trouble indeed! A complete scene but with a story left to tell. Just goes to show that communication while under the influence has some "interesting" consequences. This story was a strong contender.
Special Mention to our hostess Siobhan Muir because I want to read whatever story this snippet is from.
Mary Decker | @mishmhem
Silver says: This is a tightly written story that is fully evolved and a very twisty use of the prompt. A good character knows when to CYA. I hope there is a larger story here because I'd like to read it.
“I didn’t take her!”
“Seriously?” The detective asked. “You’re going to tell me that this is all a coincidence?”
“I’m not telling you anything other than the fact that I did not take her.”
“So you had someone take her for you.”
I sighed, this was getting me nowhere, and worse, Madeline was out there and there was nothing I could do because the investigating officer wanted to question me.
Part of me understood, when someone goes missing under suspicious circumstances— when there’s a murder, real or implied— family and lovers are the first suspects to question, but time was running out.
“I did not take her, or hire anyone to take her,” I stated. I wanted to ask for my lawyer, but that would only slow things down that much more. I wanted to be the one to find her— I had to be the one to find her.
I hadn’t taken her seriously when she said she could ruin my career, but that hadn’t stopped me from planting a tracking device in case she tried.
I didn’t think she had it in her, but all it had taken was a little staging, and a phone call right before she disappeared
Thinking about it, it was probably best I was here, if I had been the one to find her, I’d have killed her myself.
“Try pinging her cell phone,” I suggested, knowing she was on her way to a new life with my money.
Payback’s a bitch, girlfriend.
Congratulations Three Time Winner Mary, and Honorable Mentions Bill and Shan! Don't forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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