13 St Mellons Road - Micro Fiction

in #microfiction5 years ago

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Police tape zigzagged the entrance to St Mellons Road, again.

Kathryn stood at her front window, the intricately patterned lace curtain twitched at the touch of her finger. Her nose pressed against the glass.

She scrutinised the unidentifiable white van parked in the centre of the road. The uniformed police made their way down the street, knocking on each door.

Her neighbour from across the road stood on his drive, still wearing his dressing gown and slippers. He raised his voice and stepped closer to the police officer. Kathryn couldn't hear the words from this distance but she knew he was angry.

The sudden banging on her front door made her jump, she stepped back from the window as if she had been caught with her hand in the biscuit tin.

She reached up to the deadbolt. The knot in her stomach tightened. She pulled across the latch and opened the door.

Two police officers stood on the front step. Their small bowler hats rested on neatly tucked hair, the badges gleaming with reflected sunlight. Their shirts were ironed to perfection, the pocketed hi-vis waistcoats blinding to the eye, held radios on their left shoulders. Their black trousers had crisp lines pointing all the way down to their boots.

Kathryn stood with the door half shielding her from the cool morning air. She looked over the two police officers silently.

“Have you seen this man?”

Kathryn shook her head as she looked at a photo of her brother.

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Very nice piece of micro fiction :) I like how you set the tone of the piece very effectively, it really brings the final sentence into a reader's curious attention.... Why is she denying him? To protect him? To distance herself? Did she do something to him? .... Lots of questions! :D

I really liked this :D

Thank you :) it's nice to see your thought process as you read it. I love leaving stories with cliffhangers, keep the reader guessing. :)

Lol. Imagine yourself denying your blood brother just because of the uncertainty.

Nice entry. All the best.


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Amazing micro fiction and I specially loved the title - so quirky and catchy.

The things people would do for their families.
It is an interesting narrative technique. The attention to descriptive details seemingly disconnected from the plot.
The things people's brain pay attention sometimes. A distraction from major issues, a denial of reality

Well done, @gaby-crb. I love the intricate detail an how you brought the whole scene to life. Great line:

She stepped back from the window as if she had been caught with her hand in the biscuit tin.

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