The challenge for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner will open early Wednesday morning, March 29th. Allow the prompt to take you anywhere you want to go! (Limit your stories to 200 words.)
This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Friday night, April 7th, 2017.
The shoes sat in the closet for days, weeks, months, a year. No more superhero leaps and bounds. No flying the world backwards. No heroes, no villains.
Every day. Month. Year. I looked at the shoes. I should give them away. Banish them from my life.
Just like he said I’d tossed him away.
Sheet around his neck, flying off the roof of the porch. Hospital visit one. Slamming into a brick wall not leapt in a single bound. Hospital visit twelve. Spinning wildly on the tire swing, leaning back, hair in the dirt as he spun. Got up and fell down, cracking his skull on the corner of the steps. Visit thirty-two.
Visit fifty-four. Humpty Dumpty had a last fall. For once, they couldn’t put him back together again.
The doorbell rang. I closed the closet and walked through the empty house. Handing the keys to the realtor, I walked away. Free.