<p>Such a sweet song. Evocative of by-gone days. Dreams slowly slipping away. Or...were they?</p>

Such a sweet song. Evocative of by-gone days. Dreams slowly slipping away. Or...were they?

SUNDAY KINDA LOVE

Got a minute? Well...maybe three or four? Then step up and let me tell you a story that puts the FLASH in flash fiction. In today’s hurry-up world, we’re all frazzled by our jobs, families, and those dang domestic responsibilities. So who’s got time for something like a story? Right? Just give me those three or four minutes. I’ll prune away the flowery adjectives. Kill the adverbs and cut the story down to its roots. Then lay out a smack-in-the-forehead finish. Not EXACTLY an ambush, but about as close as I can come without losing my literary license.

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