Flashbacks for 2009

January, 2009

Fairy Tale

A Storybook Style house. A storybook marriage. He, the evil ogre; she, the wicked queen.

Once upon a time, they were nice people. Now, only The End can bring them to a happily-ever-after.

February, 2009

Snow Man

The doorbell, then a yelp. It’s my boyfriend, wearing a hat of snow from the roof.

I give him cocoa with whipped cream.

He gives me a diamond ring.

In June, the whitest thing on earth will be my dress.

March, 2009

Blow By Blow

They trade punches, each one harder than the last.

Finally, one of them says, “Ow!”

Little boys. Best friends.

April 2009


The door swings open and I come forth into the light. Three steps, and I’m free. I’ve done my time, and a new life can begin.

May 2009


That’s what we call a heavy rain. Washed out the wrong gully for Mac’s “widow.”

We never did believe Mac ran off with a traveling saleswoman.

June 2009

A Love For All Time

His name is August. Her name is June. Will this marriage last? It may… it just may.

July 2009

First of Season

I beat Jones to it, this year. I had to kill him and torch his garden, but my tomatoes ripened first.

The warden says you can bring me one.

August 2009


“Meat at two o’clock,” she tells me. “Peas at five, potatoes at eight.”

How do those unfortunates who’ve only known digital clocks find their food?

September 2009

Around the Corner

Dropped out soon as I could. The street’s where it’s at–money, fame, power. Been a long twenty years, but any minute now….

October 2009

Return Engagement


“I told you I’d come back for you.”

“It can’t be!”

“I told you I’d come back.”

“But you’re dead!”

“I’ve come back. For you.”

November 2009

Thanksgiving Prayer

For sweet potatoes, squash, beans, corn, cranberries and hunters with bad aim, Great Father of All Turkeys, we thank thee.

December 2009

Christmas Present

My friend invites us all to stick gift bows on her bald head. The chemo is going well, and she’s what we all asked for.


Go to the Flashbacks link for all years’ Hot Flashes.


I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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