She had sun-kissed skin.
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Their spacecraft had gotten too close.

“The pen is mightier than the sword!” I told him.
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I then pushed him into the coliseum, armed with a Biro.

The first time I met her, she stole my heart.
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And sold it on the black market.

[Language warning]
“She’s gone arse over tit,” he said.
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The cosmetic surgery had ended horribly.

Hey all! Hope you’ve had a good week — it’s flown by! This week’s Reedsy theme was centered around road trips!
I chose prompt #1 — “Write a story about a family road trip.” I think my story straddles the boundary between my horror and non-horror pieces of work. I’m quite pleased with it! The story is called Two Wheels to the Coast, and you can read it here.
Enjoy the short story! And think: how would you and your family fare on a road trip without a motorised vehicle?
Have a good weekend!
P.S. Bite-Sized Horror is back tomorrow!
[Language warning]
“It’s the dog’s bollocks!” she said.
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As I swallowed my last mouthful of the meatballs.

After the relationship ended, I cried my eyes out.
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The doctors are still trying to put them back in.

“His bark is worse than his bite,” joked Dad, as he wheezed for breath.
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The tree tightened its grip around our waists.

“Try to catch me,” said the smug voice.
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My wife and I stared at the baby monitor in horror, knowing it was already too late.

“I’m all ears,” I said with a grin.
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The radiation really messed me up.
