Journey Series

Journey Series

Monday, April 10, 2017

Fast Forward


This week’s flash fiction phrase came about while I was watching a show I missed on Demand. LOL. Funny where things to life at. Hope you enjoy this week’s post.

Remember let your imagination soar when you read.

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Note This is an unedited scene
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Ten . . . Nine . . . Eight . . . Seven . . . Six . . . Five . . . Four . . . Three . . . Two . . . One. Back to life. He opened his eyes, finding himself right where he had been when he began counting.

“Life sucks.” He kicked his shoes to the side and yanked his shirt over his head.

A flicker of light blue caught his eye. He moved to the side of the room he’d avoided for the last five months. Since the night Detective Joe Ringer, whose dark hair matched the darkness he brought to the doorstep of unexpecting lovers.

Kyle’s firehouse caught a late shift call. Dispatch had told his team it was a simple barbeque pit fire call that filtered over onto some grass. Dispatcher screwed the team from the get-go. The fire had been for an apartment building fire started by tenant building his own fire-pit for a child’s first birthday party. Fire spilled out onto the grass and quickly spread to the building, enlightening the bottom floor. Someone had stored a propane tank on his back porch. It blew, engulfing the entire back part of the apartment. By the time Kyle’s crew arrived five other buildings in the complex had caught fire. Kyle and his crew jumped into gear, pulling one right after another. The last time Kyle went into a building he never . . . That had brought Ringer to his doorstep dropping the worse news he could have brought to anyone.

He shook the horrific memory away as he fingered the neon blue set of beads him and Kyle had gotten on their last vacation together. A better time in life. One he wished he could rewind back to each morning instead of waking up to an empty bed, that send him fast forwarding to a bleak and barren life that had become his and would remain his until the day he took his last breath.

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