"I love you," Labake said, smiling sweetly at Ajoke. "Uh uh... you always say that. Why don't you show me instead," Ajoke said offhandedly as she opened a bowl of cherries. "Here," Labake offered a jar of orange jam to Ajoke, "I give you the yummiest jam on earth." Ajoke rolled her eyes and smiled, … Continue reading The sweetest jam is shared jam.
Tag: Flash fiction
Smacking his broad gold lips, Donald did not see the malevolent look Mel gave him. She made those babies. They should be hers for the eating, not Donald's. Dolefully, she plotted with the others. They shared her sentiments. When a golden haired girl not more than six walked in with her mother screaming excitedly, "Goldfish! … Continue reading How Mel got her own back.