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This is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.
Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is an occasional bonus episode, for the first of April, 2026. I'm Elizabeth Guilt.
Your one-hundred word story for the day is: Everywhere
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There was a bang and, too late, a screech of brakes.
"Shit! A deer, we hit a deer."
"What?"
"A deer! You saw that, right?"
Dave was five or six whiskeys down, his voice rising, panicking.
I'd seen blond hair, plastered by rain against a pale face.
For weeks afterwards, I trawled local news sites. No reports of a road death, or a missing woman.
I stopped drinking after that. Dave didn't. When his car ran off the road, I wasn't surprised.
I don't drive at night any more. Is she there? I don't know, but I see her.
Everywhere.
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Take care, everyone, and I'll see you again sometime.
https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/s2-apr1-bonus
By Elizabeth GuiltThis is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.
Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is an occasional bonus episode, for the first of April, 2026. I'm Elizabeth Guilt.
Your one-hundred word story for the day is: Everywhere
---
There was a bang and, too late, a screech of brakes.
"Shit! A deer, we hit a deer."
"What?"
"A deer! You saw that, right?"
Dave was five or six whiskeys down, his voice rising, panicking.
I'd seen blond hair, plastered by rain against a pale face.
For weeks afterwards, I trawled local news sites. No reports of a road death, or a missing woman.
I stopped drinking after that. Dave didn't. When his car ran off the road, I wasn't surprised.
I don't drive at night any more. Is she there? I don't know, but I see her.
Everywhere.
---
Take care, everyone, and I'll see you again sometime.
https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/s2-apr1-bonus