Every week I read flash fiction prompts and struggle to come up with unique twists on them in an attempt to write a bit of prose that's different or unexpected. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. On days like today, I'm not sure I like how my brain works, but there it is.
Shadow Games
“Bet I can jump my shadow,” Bobby said as he bent his knees and sprang up as high as he could, the hair on his shadow flying out like a circus tent.
“No you can’t, silly,” Judy said while she watched the legs of her shadow kick out to the sides in gleeful abandon. “When you jump, it jumps, too.”
“Then let’s play shadow tag – you’re it!” Bobby yelled.
“I’ll bet I can catch both your shadows,” murmured the man sitting on the blue park bench as Bobby and Judy ran past, his eyes hidden in the gloom cast by a ball cap pulled low.
Find out what else the shadow knows from the story links at Lillie McFerrin's Five Sentence Fiction site. Enjoy!
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