Long Distance Call


Photo copyright – CEAYR

‘Hello. Zack speaking.’

‘Hi, honey. It’s me. I’m going to be late.’

‘What’s happened?’

‘Well, I had such a long list of pickups. I travelled miles. The professor’s so particular about what he wants, but I did my best, and I’ve collected some great specimens. I’m sure he’ll be satisfied.’

‘So what’s the hold-up? You haven’t lost a specimen again, have you?’

‘Oh no – all sedated and secure. The problem is, these streets all look the same at night; I can’t remember where I parked, and now the portal’s closed and I’ve missed the last transporter beam out of here.’


This is for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly flash fiction event hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, where writers contribute 100 word stories in response to a photo prompt.  You can find all the stories here.


21 thoughts on “Long Distance Call

    • Aha! Now there’s an idea. Can’t remember where she parked – what a feeble excuse to stay over a bit longer. Thanks for commenting and giving me a different take on my story.


  1. I’m not sure I want to know what those aliens are collecting as specimens. It appears that visitor has poor eyesight if she’s lost a glowing spaceship that size. Hilarious and well done, Margaret. 😀 — Suzanne


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