Flash Fiction Friday - The tattoo artist

The Sign Read, ‘We Serve Royalty’

By Kathleen Kimball-Baker

“You’re sure?”

She nods.

“I just didn’t think it was allowed.”

“It’s not.”

“Right to left, correct?”

“Yes.”

When he is done, she lets down her kohl hair, covers up the tender skin at the nape of her neck,
pays in crisp bills.

A limo waits outside.

“Tell me what it means?”

“Sweet memories.” 

Image: Seventy Thirty a.m. Oil on board by Philip Geiger

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Thanks for the suggestion, Natalie!

Flash Fiction Friday - This one's for G-Man!

A Good Shave

By Kathleen Kimball-Baker

“Do you always wear such soft clothes?” he asked.

“Yes. Can’t stand anything rough on my skin.”

He grinned. “I’ll be back in just a minute.”

Sophie hugged her legs and surveyed Galen’s cozy study.

She liked his work, mostly nudes. 

“Oh, you shaved!”

Eyes closed, she touched his chin.

“It’s my birthday,” he whispered.

Image by Nestor M.


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Flash Fiction Friday - Litter mates

Biscuits & Gravy

By Kathleen Kimball-Baker

“Pat?”

Anne’s eyes smiled even when closed.

Yes, darlin’?

“Remember that mongrel you brought home when you was a boy?”

"Hmmm. Mama wasn’t too happy."

“What’d we name her? Cookie?”

"Biscuit. And the two pups that lived, Gravy and Whisky."

“Just like you’n me . . .”

"Yup."

..........

“Hurts.”

Pat tapped bubbles out of the morphine shot. 

Image by Brad Holt
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