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Flash Fiction: Loco


Her courage was dwindling as she listened to it ring; she heard a weary voice saying “hello darlin’” before she could drop the receiver. The call lasted for hours with each of them revealing things they’d vowed never to admit to the other. It was strange how the time had made things seem different; somewhere in the middle was the reality. The negotiations were interesting and they both had to be loco to even consider that a world where they could be together existed.

Why is she so nervous about the call? Why can't they be together? Have they tried it before and failed?

The word is loco and this post comes in at 84 of the 100 word limit. Visit M3 for official rules and list of words to be included in the next edition of Flash in the Pan.

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