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Friday Fictioneers: Family Legend

Ninety-nine words! “Why’d you come back?” He leaned against the doorframe—shirtless, tanned, beautiful. “Missed your cooking.” My dress hugged shaking legs in the spring breeze. I sounded braver than I felt. “Aren’t you sick of this—what did you call it?—backwoods boil on the Universe’s ass.” He spat the words. Gentle chimes broke his mood. A rising wind swayed the black iron bell on the porch. “It only rings for weddings and funerals.” His cat-green eyes slipped over me like warm […]