Friday, February 24, 2017

Flash Fiction Contest #28



Today is National Tortilla Chip Day! When it comes to eating out, nothing makes me much happier than going to our local Mexican restaurant & diving into a warm basket of tortilla chips with plenty of salsa to go around.

So let's get some chip action going on! Entries must be received by noon on Sunday the 26th, with the winner announced later that evening.

Now go make me hungry! ;)

Rules can be found here.

6 comments:

  1. Salt and lime juice burned the cut on his lip. Garrick considered tossing the shot back alone, but his friends would give him hell for breaking tradition. Apparently, a few rounds with José and never-ending baskets of chips and salsa were supposed to cure what ailed him.

    He fought the urge to pull his phone out. To trace her picture with his finger and press call. Sarah had asked him for space and time. She hadn’t said no.

    She hadn’t said…

    The phone vibrated in his pocket. Pulling it out, he gaped at it. One word blinked at him.

    Yes.

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    1. I totally eat when I'm sad. And happy. Or anytime! :)

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    2. Great story, ReLynn! Congrats on winning!! :)

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  2. “Lift those legs!”

    Maryann grit her teeth and increased her high-knees. Sweat dripped into her eyes, soaked her clothes.

    “Come on! Work off those tortilla chips and queso!”

    The ultra fit woman on the TV screen made Maryann’s toes curl. She could probably eat all the chips she wanted.

    “Shouldn’t have had them at lunch, then.”

    Maryann stopped. How did the video-lady know she had chips for lunch?

    “That’s right. I know, Maryann. Now get moving!”

    What the…? Maryann reached for the DVD case.

    “I said, get down and squat!”

    Maryann gulped. Then dropped into a squat.


    Laura L. Zimmerman
    @lauralzimm

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