Fresh flash fiction! I haven’t written any in a while, and I’m trying something new. For those of you who have liked my little micro stories in the past, please check it out and let me know what you think!
Brown sugar, packed. Thump.
White sugar, heaping. Ssssss.
A teaspoon of vanilla. Splash.
Two eggs. Crack. Splat. Crack. Splat.
I lift the metal bowl to my face, lips a hairsbreadth from slimy golden yolk, and breathe. Glorious.
“What is it about sugary eggs and vanilla?”
Now that other ingredient. I wrinkle my nose and scoop the pungent stuff, spoonful by hated spoonful. The whir of a hand mixer reminds me that humming helps. But there is nothing soothing about a random tune—my grandmother did that and she never hit a note—so I choose something. Fast.
“Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer…” I hate when people just can’t let Christmas go. Damn if that song isn’t still stuck in my brain. “Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm, huh huh.”
Dough rolled and ready, exactly one quarter-inch thick. I sift through cutters. Heart? Suspicious. Star? Ironic. Four-leafed clover? Just hateful…
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