Jump {Flash Fiction}

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{Continued from Part 1}

Her blood pressure plummeted as soon as she pushed through the squeaky main doors into the familiar, sea salt humidity that her pores had grown to crave.

Tilting on one leg, she slid on her right shoe, then the left, dropping her wrapped biscuit in transition.  She watched as it shed its napkin and plunked down the front steps.  With newfound energy, she bounced after it and scooped it up in mid-stride.

“Five second rule!” she proclaimed, raising the flaky hunk in triumph before stuffing the whole mess into her mouth, moving through the mist as though parting waters.

Necessity had eschewed the Five Second Rule several months prior.

Most recently, she and “GiGi” had devoured an upturned box of Krispy Kreme donuts.  Perhaps it was the result of a sugar high, but right after that meal GiGi had told her, in an eyeball-to-eyeball moment of rare lucidity, that she reminded her of her own daughter.

She hadn’t known what to say in return, so she stuck out her arm and side-hugged this powdered-sugar-faced friend.  Upon contact, GiGi burst into tears.  She stayed frozen like that, but only until GiGi began wiping her nose on her sleeve.

Twelve hours later, “Tinker” told her that GiGi had jumped off the Skyway Bridge.

Before Donut Day, she hadn’t known that GiGi had any children.  All that lady seemed to love was her dopey, tailless cat.  But when someone you care about leaves behind something they cared about, suddenly you care about it, too.

“Time to find that drat cat,” she thought as she watched the traffic lights direct the empty streets.  “Where’s a pack of Claritin when you need it?” she whined, giving her left eye an anticipatory rub.

Yet this, she knew, was what her life had become; she was now in the business of finding things.

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*Joining the Five Minute Friday writers in today’s prompt, JUMP. Last week, my new FMF friend, Fiona, challenged me to build upon this piece using subsequent FMF prompts.  I’ve taken up the experiment.  I do not know where it will lead, or for how long, but hope you will enjoy the ride.  And maybe soon this character will get a name.  Thanks for reading. 🙂

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17 thoughts on “Jump {Flash Fiction}

  1. What a great idea, using the FMF prompts to string a story! I love it. I read this bit first, then went back to the beginning and read that. And that last sentence on this one “. . . now in the business of finding things,” has overtones of Luke 19:10 for me: “For the Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost.”
    I don’t know where that fits into your character who seems fairly lost herself, but I bet you might have ideas about that.

  2. Wow, that was great! I mean, sad about GiGi jumping off the bridge 😦 But unfortunately that was one of the first things that popped into my mind, too, when I read the prompt. I hope you’ll continue the challenge of continuing the story!! Look forward to more 🙂

    • Yeah, that was a bummer – I just could not let go of it! And I hope that themes of redemption and restoration will ultimately win out; that is the fun of not knowing where this story is going to lead! Thanks for stopping by 🙂

    • Gosh, thanks! No, I have never written a book, just started playing around with writing fiction. I’ve always loved it, but for most of my life the stories have stayed stuck in my head!

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