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Jackie's Red Dress

Sometimes you have to pull a geographical before losing all the light.

By P. M. StarrPublished about a year ago Updated about a year ago 1 min read
Jackie's Red Dress
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Jack Davenport sat under a bare flickering bulb. The only sound in the dingy one-room apartment rattled like a firefly in a glass cage.

He'd been considering changing his name, escaping the clutches of the past: a man named “Jack”. But she knew the papers would trail after her forever if she filed them. Jackie wouldn’t just sit here, burning out.

Grabbing the suitcase, Jackie packed the good blue suit and the red dress.

A midnight bus waited at the station. Jackie boarded, leaving behind the old name. Taking the firefly’s light with her before it was too late.

Short StoryMysteryMicrofictionAdventure

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P. M. Starr

I love reading and writing for pleasure, comfort, and creating introvert sanctuaries.

Top-tier contender for all-time favorite book: Lizard Music by D. Manus Pinkwater

Early influences: Judy Blume, Ray Bradbury, (real) V. C. Andrews

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