{"id":557,"date":"2010-02-19T16:20:46","date_gmt":"2010-02-19T16:20:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=557"},"modified":"2010-02-19T16:20:46","modified_gmt":"2010-02-19T16:20:46","slug":"flash-fiction-on-a-friday-by-melanie-browne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/flash-fiction-on-a-friday-by-melanie-browne\/","title":{"rendered":"Flash fiction on a Friday by Melanie Browne"},"content":{"rendered":"

Two Flappers in Paris<\/span><\/p>\n

Lawrence scrutinized her bookshelf. He placed his thumb over the spine of each book and sipped his Pinot Noir while the Eagles <\/span>New kid in Town<\/span> played on the stereo. <\/span>

His thumb stopped on a book entitled <\/span>Two Flappers in Paris<\/span>. That peaked his curiosity. What sort of a woman placed vintage erotica between <\/span>Dante\u2019s Inferno<\/span> and <\/span>Crime and Punishment<\/span>? <\/span>

They ate Carbonara and enjoyed talking with each other about all manner of things. He stayed awhile but began to feel awkward and told her about an early flight to San Francisco. <\/span>

He walked past her Great Dane that was drinking from a giant bowl of water into her kitchen with the fancy Italian tiles and the cookbooks and the granite countertops.<\/span>

He walked past her entryway past the Bird of Paradise flowers he couldn\u2019t tell were real or not and that bothered him a little bit but he wasn\u2019t sure why exactly.<\/span>

Walking quickly to his car he didn\u2019t look back at all but already he regretted not  asking her the name of her dog.<\/span>


<\/font>* Melanie Browne<\/span> is the co-editor of Leaf Garden press \u2013 http:\/\/leafgardenpress.com<\/a> Heaven is a Giant Pawn Shop<\/span> \u2013 a collection of poems by Melanie Browne is available here: http:\/\/www.erbacce-press.com\/#\/melanie-browne\/4533546014\/<\/a><\/font>
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Two Flappers in Paris Lawrence scrutinized her bookshelf. He placed his thumb over the spine of each book and sipped his Pinot Noir while the Eagles New kid in Town played on the stereo. His thumb stopped on a book entitled Two Flappers in Paris. That peaked his curiosity. What sort of a woman placed […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-557","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=557"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=557"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=557"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=557"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}