The opening sentence for the June 23rd Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: It was really dark last night, but I’m pretty sure this is the place.” Please use this sentence (or this thought) somewhere in your flash. (200 words)

This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Friday night, July 1st, 2016.



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It was the smell that drew him. Hot tar on a hot day, mingling with the clunky-clunk of tires bumping over uneven boards. Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.  And, like magic, a car appeared out one end of the covered bridge.

Wa- la!

No matter where or when, hot tar drew him back to the Bridge. Younger days. Better days. Happy days.

Now a million miles away, smelling hot tar, mind back in the beyond, body in the present. No future. Not now.

Heat seared the knees of his jeans.  Men shifted in darkness.

Clunky. Clunky. Clunk.

Touch of cold metal on the back of his head.

He couldn’t see the green, but he could smell it, faint under hot tar.

Ratcheting slide. Click.

Play the Guess It Game. Red Beetle? White Pickup? Brown Volvo?

A single breath.


Explosion. Silence.



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