The Longest Shortest Three Minutes

Terribleminds has posted another challenge: write a story in three sentences.

The soft buzz of the bathroom light and the whisper of my feet over cool tile broke the barren stillness of pre-dawn peace.  Hope bloomed, unbidden, with a familiar splash and the endless tick of 120 seconds.  The smell of cherry hand soap and the plastic stick with its desolate pink line remained behind in silent witness as I tiptoed back to bed.

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Posted on August 4, 2011, in Flash Fiction and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Absolutely amazing. Who’d a thunk it possible?

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