“Tell me something I didn’t know,” he asked me while we were walking hand in hand on our way to my house. It was our usual past time, a quick game of some sorts to give each other weird facts and trivias.
“I don’t love you anymore.” I said. I took a quick glance at him, expecting him to be shocked or angry. But instead, he just had this sad smile in his eyes.
“Tell me something I didn’t know,” he said again, holding my hand tighter this time.”
Auflage von 20, kleine Geschichtensammlung
I got an early Christmas present today! Guess what just went live on Amazon? My collection of 55 word stories, 55 Fiction: City Edition, that's what 😊📚❤. Link is in my bio @tearrarhodesfiction.
Check this quick read out. A Tipping Story is a story in the collection. 📚📚📚
City Moments, Mini Moments
For lovers of short stories and flash fiction from a faith-based perspective, Fifty-Five: City Edition will entertain and inspire. Each mini tale, told in 55 words, captures both the bustle and tranquility of city living.
Though brief, every story depicts a moment in the human experience where faith is at work and God is present.
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The family gathers close as the old man smiles, without saying another word he closes his eyes and the family begins to weep. From the window a lone rider approaching a horse white as snow. He pats the horses neck and gets on the horse, with a quick spur the horse begins trotting. Up a white mountain, he goes he hears the voices of loved ones and cant help but shed a joyful tear. Halfway up an old friend on an identical horse joins him
"Ready for this?" The friend askes
"I am, this is my final ride amigo" the rider says
They keep going and as they get closer and closer to the top, they reminisce about the old days. "Ive been waiting five years for this" the friend says "I know im sorry you had to wait so long"
The friend shrugs it off as they reach the top
"Its fine but its time to trade your spurs in" the friend says as the gate opened "I know" the rider replied
The two ride through the gates together side by side as they listen to the choir sing
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Ratchet Radio Part 3-B
These women were crazy but so honest about their opinions, I was listening in attentively. My phone kept blowing up but I sent them all to voicemail because something told me it was the naysayers calling to find out how things were going. Thanks to Granola’s grandmother, I have a marketing assistant with her own phone line. Her phone couldn’t stop ringing either. “Stace, I wished you were here for this.” I said to myself as I looked up. My wife Stacy passed away from breast cancer three years ago. We still mentioned her name and sometimes Granola talks about her in the present tense. “Penny for your thoughts Boss?” Kisha interrupted before she poked her head in my office.
“The woman of the hour! Come on in, come on in. How’s it going out there?” I inquired excitedly.
“Well you know, I had to pay a few people to call and pretend we’re poppin’” she joked.
“You’ve got jokes, do you need us to add a comedy hour just for you?”
We shared a laugh then she got down to business. #shortstories #shortstory #ratchet #streetlit #indieauthor #indieauthors #writersofinstagram #writer #ghetto #ghettostories
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Ratchet Radio Part 3-A
DK Kisha “And we’re back. For those of you just tuning in, we are discussing last night’s episode of Rock and Roll Love. Are you team Wifey or team side chick turn baby mama? Meow at me Kitties”
“Caller you’re on the air. Who are you with?”
“I’m team baby. I hope that cheating as nigga man up and pay some damn child support while he was sitting there looking like Boo Boo the fool letting his wife so called handling the situation, girlfriend please!”
“I agree with you there, they kept forgetting there is an innocent baby involved in al this. Thank you Caller.”
I just wanted to say, I love your show already but that irreplaceable was a poor song choice considering the Queen didn’t replace the cheater. We needs songs from Strong I will fuck a cheating nigga up type chick, know what I mean gurl.”
“I know gurl but we work with what we have.” You have a blessed day and stay real sistah.”
Phew! The street was lit and I had to admit I was in my element enjoying every moment of it. Mike and Rick took some of their calls so I cued them in while I took a break. #shortstories #shortstory #indieauthor #indieauthors #ratchet #indieauthor #indieauthors #streetlit #ghetto #writersofinstagram #writer
Ratchet Radio Part 2-C>> “Go head caller, Team wifey or team baby mama meow at kittisha!”
“Team neither because the wife sounded stupid as fuck...oops can we cuss gurl?” Caller two asked.
“Gurl dis your station, let it rip...just no racial remarks.”
“Got you Ms. Kittisha but gurl as I was saying, wifey sounded real stupid....like she more upset at the the side piece turn baby mama than she is at that walking STD she calls a husband...more like hoband; talking bout we’ve been married for blah blah years, bitch your husband knew that but clearly sticking his dick in some random twat was more important...gurl bye! Ouuuu Ms. Kittsha she had my blood pressure rising talking her shit.”
“Calm down gurl, we need you around so just zone her out honey.”
These kitties were really keeping it real this morning.
“Ms. Kittisha I’m Team Ms. Independent, sassy and fuck a nigga up kind of sistah!”
“I hear your sistah and I endorse this message. I kicked a nigga out last night gurl cause he was dippin in community pussy but that’s for another day kitties. Thanks for your very candid and very true opinion gurl. Let’s replay this In case wifey is listening. We’ll be right back after this and a selection from Queen Bea.”
Mick, Rick, how are we doing? I asked as I got up to shake my leg and get coffee.
“See for yourself, we’ve even stated taking calls and saving them up so you can play later. Y’all followers are really representing. I’d say Ratchet Radio is here to stay.” Mike responded. “Hear that Boss?” I announced over the mic ‘cause I knew Donnell was listening. #ratchet #shortstory #shortstories #indieauthor #writersofinstagram #writer #ghetto