Well, I figured I'd jump on the train and make some attempts at Flash Fiction. Here goes:
Ice-Cold Revenge
“Hurry up! It’s my turn!” little sister screamed as I deliberately washed my hair a second time. Smiling in triumph, I turned the knob warmer to rinse yet again, but was met with a stream of ice as little sister found the guest room shower.
Posted by JohannaDreyfuss at January 29, 2004 09:09 PM