A collection of micro-fiction stories written for the The Micro-Fiction Challenge. |
| “Duck!” Brie looked up expectantly from her crib, as if she’d asked a question that I should know the answer to. She was only 8 months old. Her mother didn’t mention she was talking yet. Was this her first word? Her parents will be so upset they missed it. “Duck?” I repeated back. “What duck?” “Duck!” “I don’t know…” “Duck!” She insisted. I scanned the nursery and saw a stuffed duck on the shelf. That must be it. I went to get her stuffed duck, and she tossed her plastic rattle at my head. I should have listened to her. -------------------------------------- More information ▶︎ |