Little Girl (56 Words)
The aliens were sensitive to life forms, but Ji11 wasn’t a life form.
She was the last thing the humans in their containment cell expected to see, carrying the codes for their release.
Ji11 would never understand the relief on the captives’ faces, but she understood the pride in Mary’s quiet whisper: “That’s my little girl!”
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Selkie Mom (99 Words)
Annie always wondered why great-grandmother never insisted on the truth. She wondered why the old woman allowed the legend to persist, when the twists to the story were often so lurid.
Then one day as she sat listening to her husband talk to their little daughter, she realized.
Grandest Ship in the World (151 Words)
It wasn’t the grandest ship in the world. There was something almost artificial about its construction, like a Lego toy. But it was Jasper Day’s darling, and the staff and crew knew better than to say a single word of criticism. Near Christmastime, it was hard to keep quiet.
Evening Mischief (117 Words)
“Psst! Come on!”
She couldn’t resist. Edna could never resist those dancing black eyes, Miguel’s hand light on her arm.
“If my parents miss me,” she said, “we could both be in serious trouble!”
Fire Arrows (331 Words)
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
Sir Pedder raised his head. “Tell you?” he questioned, slowly.
“Tell me that you knew my father.”
The knight held the young woman’s gaze steadily. “I did not know him well,” he said. “But I remember him. He was a brave man. It was a loss to all of us, when he died. My duties kept me mostly at the castle, but when I was able I journeyed with him and his men, and was glad to fight beside him.”
All the Reward (254 Words)
Her hands shook. She scraped the tough skin from the root, then cut the inner meat into thin circles. The pot was already boiling when she added the root. It was one chance in a thousand, but they had tried everything else.
She watched the plant fibers melt and disperse. The steam smelled like an unusual kind of spice, sweet.
“You’re doing it, then?”
Spotlight (99 Words)
This was it. The moment she had been waiting for.
Grace stood looking into the mirror. Her hair was brushed. Her lips were painted. It was a picture-perfect reflection. In the next room she could hear the other band members laughing, teasing. It seemed like an impossible dream that they had gotten this far.