Two More Bits of Hint Fiction

Dinner Time

Sheila brought the silverware and plates into the dining room. When she finished setting them, she saw that there was just one place too many.

New Kid in School

Lumber, nails, and a hammer were all little Sammy would need to build the perfect fort. And after the fort, he would build some friendships.

Hint Fiction Submissions

Retirement
Nursing his shattered hand, Johnson struggled to pull in more sail. The growing waves powered over the rail, steadily filling his long dreamed of yacht.

Filial Piety
The soft and jagged moaning from his mother's room would not distract Andrew from preparing her lunchtime tray-orange juice, soft-boiled eggs, and many, many pills.

Twelve Steps
Staring into the tumbler of amber liquid, Thomas came to the realiztion he'd awaited. “There is no higher power,” he told himself as he sipped.



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