Friday, July 24, 2009

55 Flash Fiction Friday - 7/24/09

Each week G-Man of 55 Flash Fiction Friday challenges us to write a story using only 55 words.

Night was falling in rural Maine. “There’s one more property to show you. It's been vacant for a long time though it is grossly underpriced.” Fog sealed the darkness as they passed a tiny cemetery. The eyes of a huge Saint Bernard glowed in the headlights. Buddy Holly blared from an ancient Plymouth Fury's radio.

3 comments:

Fandango said...

It feels scary. You set the scene well. But now what happens. We are nosy dragons.
Good 55

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G-Man said...

Cujo meets Christine eh MBW?
Excellent 55..
Thanks for contributing this Friday, and have a Kick-Ass Week-End....G

keith said...

Another 55 words on what happened next please!