By Wendy M
“I was on the red-eye, forty thousand feet up when I got this pain, right here.” Lonnie patted his chest. “Indigestion, I thought. I tried getting up and it hit me like a train. That’s all I remember.”
Peter nodded. “It’s often like that; there, how does that feel?”
“Oh, that’s more comfortable, no pain between the shoulder blades now. I’m grateful, you know. If you hadn’t been there it could have been such a different ending.”
“No problem, you’ll soon be flying at forty thousand feet again.”
St Peter finished attaching the wings. Gently, he pushed Lonnie off the cloud.
This is great, everything a piece of microfiction should be.
Thank you, David, I appreciate your kind comment.
Ha ha, great! Didn’t expect the ending…very nice
Nice little flash story.
Great story, funny and heartwarming and unexpected!
Brilliant
Lovely read… love the imagery… Kudos…
what a fun story
Good read. Great ending
Very clever and well written. Good job!
I totally agree with David. (“This is great, everything a piece of micro fiction should be.”) I caught on at the mention of “Peter”- good foreshadowing.
Thanks very much,
Well done!