Hello all
One more piece too pulled from the Reject pile at New World Writing by Frederick Barthelme.
“Smooching Like There Was No Tomorrow” is a recently composed flash penned since the return to the Great Southern Land. Some of you may have read it a few weeks ago on this blog.
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A soaking tub was needed. How long had it been the fluffy white towel remaining unwashed, six months? a couple years? Remember the last rushed storage, thinking, next time, it can wait. Finally the…
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