By: Regan Puckett I still remember that night. It’s been weeks, but it lingers in my mind like a ghost, haunting me every time she loosens her grip when we hold hands, or turns her body away from mine in our bed at night. I’d been blind for months about what was truly happening between… Continue reading “Romance.”
For the PubClub February Flash Fiction Contest, participants were asked to write their best story of 700 words or fewer based on this picture and using one of two opening lines: "Is this the right time to tell him?" or "I still remember that night." After some tough deliberations, the PubClub staff chose the following… Continue reading February 2019: Flash Fiction
