No, Means No

She hated their Michigan Basement; cement brick walls and a dirt floor. If not for the washing machine being down there, she had no reason to be down there. She started her laundry and turned to run back upstairs when the sight of her father’s well-stocked workbench caught her eye.

Hammers, hand saws, baby food jars of nails, all lined up neat and tidy. She noticed but wondered why he didn’t, that something was missing. A shudder ran through her body to think what would happen if he found that she stashed his chisel under her mattress and why.

 In response to the March 14th Flash Fiction challenge issued by Charli Mills of Carrot Ranch Literary Community. Using the prompt of CHISEL. Follow the link below to participate!

22 responses to “No, Means No

  1. Margot Kinberg

    Oh, that’s a powerful ending! And a really evocative story, too. Well done

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  2. I really enjoyed this piece, Annette.

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  3. And here’s me thinking the basement was dark. Your piece of flash fiction is, too. Great read, Annette.

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  4. Dark … and I LOVE it!!!

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  5. Wow.. Powerful, sis 💜

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  6. Anntee, you have discovered how powerful 99 words can be. Your story conveys so much and is unforgettable.

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  7. Oh my goodness! I want to know more! Very intriguing piece and loved the imagery. Well done!

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