I had fun entering Janet Reid's Flash Fiction Contest and reading all that fabulous writing.
The challenge was to incorporate these five words into a micro-fiction of 100 words or less. The words could be alone or incorporated into other words.
Here are the finalists and their entries:
Congrats to Kate Outhwaite!
Here's my flash fiction story.
Jane looks a right mess, and I tell her so.
"Couldn't sleep," she said. "That bloody scapegrace kept me up, tossing and turning, humming in his sleep. Finally I slipped out to the gazebo to catch a few winks."
She opens two beers. I fortify myself with a gulp before looking for Paul.
He's playing the piano. His eyes are kaleidoscopes.
"Cool tune," I say. "Got any lyrics?"
"Scrambled eggs. Oh, you've got such lovely legs."
I need a place to hide away. "You've been smoking up again. Honestly, Paul, I wasn't born yesterday."