Flash Fiction #71 – My Red Dangle Earrings

I ever tell you the story about my red dangle earrings?

It was Treat Yourself day.

I lounged in my garden,

dressed all bougie,

minding my own Goddamn business,

when it happened.

Damn near screamed when I felt the thrumming on my face. 

It was a hummingbird,

and it was angry. 

Little bastard chased me around the yard.

It was my earrings!

He thought I was witholding his sweet nectar.

I put that feeder out after that.

Never wore the earrings again. 

I think it’s best we stay inside.

I think that might be him.

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