Tag: Lynne Knight

Empty Nights— Lynne Knight

Winning story, The Antonym December Flash Fiction Contest Soon it would be dawn. He’d wandered the maze of alleys all night, then, and now he was alone, no one else out except a cat yowling, another. Why had she left him?...

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Three Stories – Lynne Knight

She took to riding one bus after another. Often she was surprised when someone offered her a seat, and then she remembered: she was an old woman. She had methods of looking at herself in the mirror that kept her from being too aware of this.

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