100 Word Story/II

The Gold Star Circus was expected to roll into Fayetteville sometime after ten o’clock.  Gladys had plans to run away with the circus, provided that she could convince the owner to let her join the troupe.  To Gladys’ surprise, her mother had balked at the idea.

“No daughter of mine is going to gallivant around the country with a band of misfits.  You might as well dig my grave now.”

Gladys took a glance at herself in the hall mirror before sneaking out of the house. She combed three fingers through her bonny beard and grinned.  She would be happy.

100 Word Story/I

Frank bounded up the stairs with flowers of forgiveness and a bottle of semi-expensive Merlot.  The smile on his face was so wide that he nearly tripped over it.  He fumbled with his key in the lock but eventually the door sprang open.   All of the lights in the apartment were off – every single last one.

“Gina?”

Frank flicked on the lights as the silence within the room washed over him.  The picture of Gina and her mom was missing from the mantle.  Finally, Frank spied her note on the table.

I can’t wait for you to change anymore.  Goodbye.