Beyond Reason: A Flash Fiction Collection

By Diane Hill

Have you ever had an experience that you had no explanation for? After exhausting all possible scenarios, what were you left with? Something that could not be explained by any rational thought?
Flash fiction is meant to be short, but it is not always sweet. This collection of stories is meant to explore, entertain and reflect. I surely can't be the only one who has been confronted with this phenomenon. Some of the tales are true, some are not. You decide what is real.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9781387761791

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Beyond Reason: A Flash Fiction Collection

Beyond Reason:

A flash fiction collection

Diane Hill

This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

ISBN#978-1-387-76179-1

Copyright 2018 by Diane Hill

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Published by lulu.com

Introduction

Have you ever had an experience that you had no explanation for?  After exhausting all possible scenarios, what were you left with?  Something that could not be explained by any rational thought?

Flash fiction is meant to be short, but it is not always sweet.  This collection of stories is meant to explore, entertain, and reflect.  I surely can’t be the only one who has been confronted with this phenomenon.  Some of the tales are true, some are not.  You decide what is real.

Cliffhanger

Surreal.  That’s the only word I can use to describe it.

When we were in high school, my boyfriend Jim and I liked to explore abandoned places on the weekends.  We would take the old gold Corvair, his mom’s car.  Each time we would go in a different direction.  That day, we chose the Palisades Parkway.

The day was gray and dismal.  The sky pregnant and about to burst.  We found the rest stop with the ample parking lot.  We were on a quest to find this lookout point.  It was a small, round, stone structure right at the edge of the cliffs and overlooking the Hudson River.

We walked along the grassy excuse for a sidewalk and back towards the parkway.  Then over the overpass that spanned a deep rocky ravine.  Once on the other side of this dangerous obstacle, we headed east, straight for the cliffs.

It started to pour, so we ran.  There was the stone structure, like some decapitated turret.  We ran inside, but we were not alone.  There was another couple inside already.  So, we introduced ourselves and they did the same.  Their names were Brad and Tina.

She looked oddly familiar to me.  Cute girl with red hair and blue eyes.  In fact, I thought she could possibly be the Wiccan I had met at my cousin’s birthday party at Lake Mohawk.  She had forgotten her ring.  It was copper with a red stone in it.  I kept it, thinking I might someday see her again.  But this Tina didn’t seem to know me.