“I need you to finish these pallets before you leave today,” Sandy said, making a sweeping gesture with her arm toward the maze of stacked boxes. Colleen scanned the hopelessly clogged stockroom. “There’re at least thirty pallets left. How are we supposed to get all of this done with only four people?” Sandy grabbed a… Continue reading 2018 Free-Write Flash Fiction #1: Scars From Climbing
JULI HOFFMAN 