Failing to submit a minimum length Ficlet for the challenge last month, I did create the following one-line stories. They need a home, so here they are…

Oh, Shoot
She wasn’t desperate, just out of options, so the .44 would suffice.

Sounds of Silence
I went to the cemetery to talk to my mother. She didn’t answer.

Separation Anxiety
Our contract wasn’t legally binding, but our kids were genetically linked.

Peace Be Without You
Let there be peace on earth, as long as that guy keeps his smug ideas to himself.

You Are What You Don’t Eat
He ordered his usual and then sent it back, just to be different.

(I should really illustrate that last one as a cartoon.)