grabbingsand's published ficlets
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New Arrival
“Are you sure I’m supposed to be here?”
They come looking for permission or confirmation. Receiving either according to thei…
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Franchisement

”... and hang up the phone,” she said, heading out to the mailbox.
She’d been expecting it? Why would she ever need a gun? U…
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His Morning Jacket
April was always so cruel, signaling soon he’d have to leave his lucky jacket at home. That jacket was his armor, his securit…
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Yesterday Girl

Sunshine flooded into the room. It collected in pools at her bare feet and washed against the nightstand.
Quietly, she stoo…
