Today we’re pleased to announce the winner of the 13th weekly Flash Fiction competition at Indies Unlimited.
The winning entry is rewarded with a special feature here today and a place in our collection of winners which will be published as an e-book at year end.
A total of 94 votes were cast in the contest this week. The winner (with 49% of those votes) is: Contestant #3 our very own JD Mader.
Congratulations to JD, and thanks to everyone who participated – excellent entries! Now, without further ado, (release the hounds) here’s the winning entry:
by JD Mader
Thirteen hours since Eneth had learned about the death. He had been driving ever since. He didn’t fix on the particulars. Leave that to the blue hairs at the diner. He didn’t even want to think about it. So, he didn’t. He didn’t cotton to the stories – the Ruthie who’d gone to Vegas. He didn’t care about the whispers of drugs and the neon nightclubs. He was going to find the real Ruthie, and the scratch of the wool blanket on his jeans, the struggle of the old Ford pickup, the raindrops – those sounds were what mattered. Listen.
He’d been hearing about it for years. Ever since Ruthie left so fast…like a nighttime train, a whistle in the morning fog. The town liked to talk about it. Pregnant. Abortion. Stripping. Drugging. And now this, like a horse fly buzz – one last shot, desperation – cool, dead frog skin in a Casino bathroom. The blue hairs talked and the folks at church talked. Hell, they talked right in front of him. And not just about that. He wasn’t stupid. They didn’t know. He heard.
They hadn’t known Ruthie. Saturday morning Ruthie with cartoons and a cereal smile. Summertime Ruthie running barefoot through the sawgrass. Legs and feet scratched up and then cooling in the old Mill stream. He shook his head. She was coming home. Finally. He’d even prayed on it and his God was nothing, empty – he’d prayed. Let them talk. Ruthie was coming home. To stay.
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Thanks to IU and everyone who voted. Not the academy though, I will never thank them.
I like this story.
Congratulations JD, a very interesting approach. I particularly liked your reference to the "blue hairs".
Thanks Bud. Voice and details like that can say volumes – especially important in this short form.
Not the least envious… 😉
Congrats, JD…!
Thank you much, I appreciate it.
Congratulations JD; an excellent example of flash fiction.
Thanks Much.
I find something new to love every time I read your concise, straight ahead, real writing, JD. Congratulations! A most awesome flash fiction entry.
Thanks Jo, I love that you love it. 🙂
WOOT! SO good! Congrats!
Thanks Lady!