#MicroMondays: Abducted

She shivers by the window. Breath settling to a decent rhythm.

“Drink.” His clammy hand on her shoulder.

Steam rising, she brings the mug to her lips, prays it’s poison.

word count: 30

—Nortina


Written for #MicroMondays. Click here for challenge details, and here to read more “rhythmic” horrors at 30 words.

#MicroMondays: Road Rage

“Why must you yell at traffic?” says my wife, who insisted we drive thirteen hours.

Because this is all so stupid.”

word count: 21

—Nortina


To my readers in the States, will you be traveling for Thanksgiving this week? Whether you’re driving or flying, you should expect delays. So try not to get too frustrated. This is a time to be “thankful” after all.

Written for #MicroMondays, click here for challenge details, and here to read more “stupid” tales at 21 words.