The car that killed my mother was red.
My entry for the flash fiction competition - 50 words

1. Red

The car that killed my mother was red. Funny how you notice fleeting, insignificant things in those pivotal moments where time seems to stand still. It was red, red like the apples that fall bloated from trees, red like the blood that began to snake out across the road. Red.


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