April 10, 2024
Prompt by: THE FICTION DEALER
Microdosing Fiction - 70mg of Mists
Photo by: Kasuma - Photography
Angela’s mother opened the door and stood aghast.
“Angela, what did you do,” she asked, pointing to a gigantic puddle.
“Oh that,” replied Angela. “The mists of time parted. Papa stepped through to talk to me.”
“Angela,” replied her exasperated mother.”You shouldn’t lie.”
“I’m not lying. He gave me this,” pulling out her mother’s wedding ring.
“That was buried with him,” her mother said before she fainted dead away.
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