Just past the doors, there was something going on. There were deliveries of crates day and night. One delivery guy got lost and walked into a room full of male statues. “I guess it’s gonna be a museum.” He scratched his head. “Put him up over the lintel of the front door,” she smiled lustfullyContinue reading “Keep Your Head #flashfiction #nablopomo”
They told me it would be fun that I would be the head liner a head turner the head of my class I wasn’t expecting it to end like this…. Susan is a class act. Each week she hosts micro fiction monday over at stony river. Check out the great micro fiction and join in.