Flash fiction to short stories
Kenny wins every interaction.
Some things take years to realize.
I want to stop who is throwing rocks at Tippy. When I catch them, I'll make them so sorry.
My boss never loses! I'm working for somebody who will get me promoted quickly.
When I hear a hare-brained project proposed by a politician, it reminds me of a scheme an old boss of mine, another ball in the air.
Gabby, you shouldn’t worry about things you can’t control.
Who is the man Sandy is talking to? Oh, never mind, to see Michel Fokine dance to the music of Stravinsky would be heaven indeed.
I'll buy whatever I want. Stop using complicated logic against me. It's unfair.
“No, you can’t go like that! Shorts to church. No. No. No.”
Why did he treat everything as a fresh fact, each time he mentioned it? Couldn't he just get on with it?
Tabulators separate ballots into piles for each presidential candidate during a recount in Dane County (Wis.) on December 1, 2016 in Madison, Wisconsin. (Getty)