The Flash Files: Wednesday, March 18, 2015

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“Hey, do you think we could talk for a minute?”

She huffed the bangs off her forehead, a display of rainbow color rising upward before settling back in over pale, golden brows. “I’m on my way out.”

“I know, honey, but this will just take a minute.”

The things he had to tell her would take far longer than a minute, but he had to get her to stay somehow. Reel her in with false pretense, get her attention and then drop the bomb. It felt wrong, manipulative and wicked, but she was so headstrong, so much like her mother, and the older she got, the harder it was to relate on the level they once shared. But it couldn’t wait. There wasn’t much time, and the sooner he told her, the more time they’d have together…


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