Flash Fiction

Snappy Easter

‘What time is it now?’ ‘It’s two minutes after you last asked, now shush’ 'So it’s two minutes past half past ... er' '...five, Kitty. It’s 5:32 in the morning. It’s not time for talking. Go back to sleep.' 'But I’m not-' ‘Shhhhh!’ ‘But I think he’s beeeen!’ ‘He?’ Ma opened one eye. ‘The Easter… Continue reading Snappy Easter