Flash! Fiction 3 by Peter McMillan - HTML preview

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"You have to read them in context but also in retrospect. The striv-ing for perfection which was justifiably satirized and criticized by these authors was still primitive and barbaric at the time."

A familiar face on the big TV screen behind Willard caught my eye.

"Mildred! Oh my God!"

Willard turned around and looked up at the TV. Indeed, it was Mildred, in handcuffs, being escorted by campus police.

Willard jumped up, said he was going to the police station, and asked if I would cover the check.

Dazed by the combination of Willard's pronouncements and Mildred's arrest, I simply nodded.

I finished one pizza, packed the other, and went back to the library until it closed. I never saw Mildred again, and Willard I saw a couple of times, but each time I managed to be in a hurry someplace or other.

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I'd hardly touched the meatloaf when my watch alarm went off. I had 10 minutes to get over to the auditorium for my Physics final.

First published in Aardvark Press, February 16, 2014.