CallieBallie's published ficlets
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Flight 11
It sounded like a long roll of thunder.
“What the hell was that?” I jumped up off the sofa to steady the wobbly lamp on the e… -
Let Go
The clock ticked endlessly, the only sound in the room besides scratching pencils. “You have five minutes,” the teacher calle…
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A small spark
“Grandpa, why do we have fire?” Grandpa furrowed his brow, and I knew he was thinking hard. After a pause, he said “well, Aar…
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Katrina
“Pass the Tony, would you?” Uncle Brook elbowed me, smiling and pulling yet another head off a crawfish. With a returned grin…
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Thirty Paces
I lean against the railing and focus on the sunset, wiping wet, salty tears off my lips. I breathe in softy and listen to the…
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Miracle on Morton Street
When I tell people my name is Miracle, they tend to look at me funny. “No, you mean Mira-cal, right?” They ask. “No,” I tell …
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