Nov 5, 2005

Short Fiction

She knew something was wrong when Tuesday came around as always, but he didn’t. The only one who missed the homeless man was the librarian. She wanted her book back.

3 comments:

Table4Five said...

Oooo, you really need to write the rest of this story! Come on, don't leave us hanging like that.

Jenny said...

That's all there is, it's just a three line story.

I've never thought past that... Did you?

Table4Five said...

It sounds like the beginning of a Stephen King story to me, you know where "she" will realize that the homeless man was abducted by some supernatural alien being.