The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction February 1, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that features something black and white. It could be a nun in a zebra monster truck, a rigid way of thinking, a bird in a tuxedo — be imaginative and go where the prompt leads.
Respond by February 6, 2018, to be included in the compilation (published February 7). Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
I stared at the pea-green walls of the interrogation room feeling the pinch of the handcuffs behind my back. The door opened, and a tall man wearing an ill-fitting suit strode toward me. He threw a bunch of black and white photos on the metal table.
I peered at the images noticing the age of the photos. My countenance had been captured at different points in history, yet I still looked the same today.
“How can you be in each of these photos? Who are you?”
I crossed my legs and licked my lips. “I’m your great-great-grandmother.”
© 2018 Colleen M. Chesebro
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