Cafe Lizard: Flash Fiction Ghost Story

It was a hot summer. Rust-colored rocks and dirt met dark green cactuses and brush. Sal’s staff enjoyed the lull in customers and prepared for dinner “Cheryl, get over here and look at this!” Beth waved the fellow waitress over and pulled a scarf from her head, letting curly white hair spring free. “What is... Continue Reading →

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