Thursday, August 14, 2014

Writing: Mirror, Mirror



This is a piece of flash fiction (100 words or less) I wrote for a contest. One of the judges contacted me regarding the anecdotal tone. It is not based on a true event. I just write as if things had been true. Isn't that what we're supposed to do?

Mirror, Mirror by David W Henderson, copyright 2010. All rights reserved.

As Abby sang “Hakuna Matata,” it darted into the road from the underbrush. Should I swerve? I held my breath. My indecision thrust the vehicle forward.  It sat on its haunches and turned toward me. Disappearing from view beneath my hood, it darted leftward. The steering wheel wiggled against a small bump. “Thudathump” echoed from the rocker panel. In the rearview, I saw the small, furry grey squirrel lying in the road – tail raised stiffly in surrender. 

“Did you kill him, Daddy,” my daughter asked from the rear seat as our eyes met in the mirror.

Note: the story above is fiction and not anecdotal. It is owned and copyrighted by David Henderson living in Redland, Prescott, Arkansas at the time of the writing. All rights reserved.

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