[Flash Fiction] Safe House

I heard the roar of his motorcycle before I saw him, quieting to a murmur as he parked beside the shed. I knew he would use the overrun bushes nearby to hide his bike and I heard the crinkle of the leaves as he walked to the door. Five steps separated his bike from the door and I counted them in my head.

Five…four…three…two…and then he was standing there in the doorway, with his windswept hair, leather jacket and arms that felt like a safe house from the world. One day, we won’t have to hide.

© Jade M. Wong


 Written for Friday Fictioneers and 100 Word Wednesday. Word count: 100. Double prompt combo! 

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51 thoughts on “[Flash Fiction] Safe House

  1. Oh, that’s delicious! I love the way you have her know how many paces it is between the usual hiding place for the bike and her front door to show how obsessively she cares for him. I could feel those arms around me as I read, and more – I could smell the leather jacket, and the chill of the road and the warmth of him…Excellent writing, Jade!

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    1. Thank you so much! I’m glad you were able to really immerse yourself into the fiction and that scene could come alive for you. Thank you for reading and commenting, Penny 💜

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