Just another day, shooting…
Today’s flash fiction was inspired by video footage I saw that was filmed during the recent shooting at Brown University.
“Can you pass the potatoes?”
The chorus of Mariah’s popular holiday song responds from the far side of the kitchen, clashing with the somber energy in the room, but John does not. So, Marley raises her voice an octave, following Mariah’s lead.
“John?”
He remains silent, continuing to stare at his empty plate as if pondering its precise measurements. He’s b…
