Eight Years of #worthingflash
Today is the eighth anniversary of #worthingflash. It now has over 100 writers and 100,000 readers. This story was published first by "Free Flash Fiction": “I spoke with my father last night, er and my mother,” I said. “‘Er’ indeed,” said Martin, “you realise they are both dead?” “Yes and no.” “What do you mean, ‘yes and no’. You don’t believe in ghosts do you… and if you say ‘yes and no’ again, this conversation is at an end.” “My father explained to me about ghosts sixty-five years ago so I may not be word perfect. Ghosts, he said, are ideas in your head. When people die their souls either cease to exist or they go to heaven. In dreams and reveries, nobody really dies. I revisited my childhood home,” “In a dream?” “Mm Hm.” “For the tape, Derek nodded,” I think my old friend Martin watches way too much detective fiction. “My father,” “Who died when you were seven?” “Yes, that father. I only had the one.” “He was there, my mother was in the scullery. My wife was there too so ...