Something new yet again. Today it is a 55 word flash fiction for Write Tribe’s Festival of Words 3 55 on Friday. I’m not sure if I did this one correctly or not, but, here you go!

“You want me to do what?” She stared back. Appalled.

“It’s temporary. It’ll be ok.” Nodding as if that would make it all ok.

“You don’t understand. I’m not.”

“You’re not?” Questioning, confused.

“Ok. I’m not ok. With this. In general.”

“Oh,” he smiled lazily, “is that all? I knew I could count on you.”

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