Flash Fiction, Thrive Stories

The First Christian

Despite the rifle the State Soldier pointed at his temple, he stared at her. Jen's heart pounded. She opened her coat just enough to reveal the book. His book. The book he was about to die for. A flash of recognition crossed his face. Bang! Blood painted the brick wall behind him. He stumbled for… Continue reading The First Christian

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Thrive Stories: Where Moth and Rust Destroy

August 26th, 2046, 7:13 AM Zeke opened the glass door of the hutch his great-grandfather built and listened to the all-to-familiar squeak of the hinge. He fingered the intricate carvings at the top and wiped the old dust that clung to his hand off on his pants. "Goodbye," he muttered. The kitchen floor creaked as… Continue reading Thrive Stories: Where Moth and Rust Destroy

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Thrive Stories: The Last Communion

Pastor Jake’s hands shook as he lifted the communion plate. The juice in the small glasses looked normal. It even smelled like grape juice. No one in his congregation would notice the poison. "In the same way,” Jake tried to keep his voice steady. “Jesus took the cup, and said: ‘This is my blood of… Continue reading Thrive Stories: The Last Communion