Flash Fiction Friday – The Other-side Of A Day

July 11, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story inspired by the idea, “for a day.” It doesn’t need to be never-ending, like me forgetting to update a prompt. What is so special about the action, person, or object experienced for a day? Go where the prompt leads! Click here for details.

The Other-side Of A Day – by Hugh W. Roberts

He couldn’t believe he’d slept for a day.

The world was still there when he drew back the curtains. He watched as people went about their business.

After making himself a coffee, he sat down and thought about what he’d done.

He’d just as well try again because nobody had missed him.

Picking up the empty pill bottle, he realised he’d need to get more sleeping tablets and another bottle of vodka.

In the pharmacy, he met David, working there for a day. He married him a year later.

He was so glad the pill bottle had been empty.


Image of a single daisy flower
Image Credit: Charli Mills

Written for the 99-word flash fiction challenge hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch.


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26 thoughts on “Flash Fiction Friday – The Other-side Of A Day

    1. I love the thought of all those different paths and where they would take us if we chose them, Terri. I always wonder if we have a choice or if our paths are set as soon as we come into the world.

  1. Great flash fiction story Hugh – makes me think of all those “what if” moments that happen in life where you think about if one small thing had been different your life would have gone another way.

    1. Thanks, James.

      Yes, the smallest of things can make all the difference. I often think about what would have happened if I’d gone down another street instead of using the same one, or would have anything changed if I’d gone out instead of staying in. It makes me think about the weekend I met my partner. I was getting over a heartbreak, and my best friend had to convince and beg me to go to Brighton with him for the weekend. If I had not gone, my life would have been so different.

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