Tag Archives: flash fiction

The Devil’s Alaskan Adventure

“Guess who’s back?” The Devil asked excitedly as he strode confidently across the living room.  “I brought wings!” As always, he was well dressed in an impeccably tailored suit.  In each hand, he held a platter overflowing with his famous … Continue reading

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The Divorce Epiphany

Allie awoke with a start, as if suddenly coming to after a horrific nightmare. Although she was in bed, and it was the middle of the night, it was not a bad dream that had roused her from her slumber. … Continue reading

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The Blind Date

Justin skillfully weaved through the crowd of customers waiting to be seated, and worked his way over to the restaurant’s bar area. About half of the stools were occupied, but only one patron had the potential to be the individual … Continue reading

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Has This Soul Been Misfiled?

“Has anyone ever been sent to Hell in error?”I asked as I reached into the cooler for a fresh bottle of Snapple.  “I imagine with billions of souls in play, an occasional clerical error must come up like in any … Continue reading

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The Devil’s Deep Dish

“You are an absolute bore after you’ve gone on a long run,” The Devil chided from his end of the couch.  “You sit there like a bump on a log, with absolutely no energy.  Our fans want witty banter, the … Continue reading

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Forever Single

“Do you know that store Forever 21?” I asked The Devil as I fished a bottle of Snapple out of the cooler. As always, my Sunday guest was dressed in an impeccably tailored suit.  He did not even glance up … Continue reading

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Don’t Make Me Go Back!

“Don’t make me go back!  You can’t make me go back!” I wailed at the top of my lungs as I tugged on the lapel of The Devil’s impeccably tailored suit. My Sunday guest looked up at me in concern. … Continue reading

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