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Too Like Truth
March 16, 2009 in 299 Words, Business, Confession, Crime, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Race, Short stories, Society, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Business, Crime, Guilt, Justice, Regret, Suspicion, Theft | by davidbdale | 14 comments
The kid who glared across my desk at me had stolen our petty cash. We’d trusted him with a job and with proximity and access or acted as if we had. Read the rest of this entry »
The Lineup, The Teller
April 29, 2007 in 299 Words, Crime, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Betrayal, Crime, Cynic, Guilt, Irony, Suspicion | by davidbdale | 4 comments
Talk about irony, four of us will get off because five of us are guilty. The teller knows us to look at us, or thinks she does, knows all five of us. She could point to anyone and be correct but the situation blinds her. Read the rest of this entry »
The Contract
December 28, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Child, Mystery, Neglect, Suspicion | by davidbdale | 7 comments
When my child was born healthy, I didn’t ask “why me?” I cherished her. A hundred days I cuddled her, produced the milk, and she woke up alive. Read the rest of this entry »
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