Earth Moves

100 Words of Speculation written over a background of fountain pen and printed text

John wheeled himself closer to the edge. The windows’d gone in the last quake. People were always on about being careful, but what did it matter now? The world was literally falling apart. Might as well have a good view.

Grit crunched behind him.

He spun. Sarah Jenks, the fittest bird in the block. “What are you—?”

“Always envied how alive you were.” She stepped closer. “I never had the guts. Doesn’t seem much point in being careful any more. And didn’t want to die without telling you you’ve got a sexy laugh.”

They didn’t feel the earth move.

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