A Goose's RevengeDisclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The author owns exclusive rights to this story.A Goose's Revenge4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Charlotte's hands were steady as she began slicing the thin leaves intended as seasoning, careful to keep her fingers from sliding under the blade as she moved them along. Charlotte hummed softly to herself as she minced them into tiny green pieces that would easily spice the stuffing. Each piece was carefully placed in the bowl of dried bread crumbs, her meticulous scraping of the cutting board making certain that not even a sliver was missed.
She stirred the dried bread with the chopped leaves, mixing them together thoroughly so the flavor would reach each piece. She had used two whole plants to make certain that there would be enough in the stuffing, and she knew that the taste would be stronger because of it. The small berries she added to the mixture would help to balance it with their sweet taste. Ch
Where Gran Hides Her Presents“I know she keeps them in here somewhere,” Olivia said, rooting through the cabinet in Gran’s den.Where Gran Hides Her Presents10 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“I don’t think we should be looking,” I said.
“Oh come on, Jacob, don’t you want to see what she’s getting us?” she said, setting aside another stack of family photo albums.
I really did. Gran always got us the best Christmas presents, and it would’ve been cool to see what she got us this year, but something about finding out early just felt wrong.
“Can’t we just wait until Christmas morning?” I asked. “You know so then we can be surprised and mom and dad can get the great pictures of us?”
“Oh stop being such a baby,” Olivia said, pulling a straw doll wrapped tightly with chains and an old hat from the cabinet. “There’s nothing in here. Come on, let’s keep looking.”
She got up to leave, which meant I had to put everything back. Stupid Olivia.
My older sister