Flash Fiction: Time to Breathe (99 words)

“There is no time,” Addie snapped.

As urgent statements went, it was one of the more useless. It explained so very little. For good reason, perhaps, it skipped all explanation of why it was necessary to stop, move, run, hide… But it also skipped all explanation or what they were supposed to do: stop, move, run or hide, speak, shut up, throw open the windows, or lock them up tight.

So Tavitha didn’t move.

“Did you hear me?” Addie demanded.

Tavitha nodded, and stayed still. Because if there was time for such fruitless sentences, then she had time to breathe.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s