Here’s my entry into this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers contest. It’s been awhile. Enjoy it!
“This is your plan? A windmill?” Stephanie eyed the stone colossus.
Martin grabbed her hand. “Take a look inside with me.”
“And what do you have hidden in there? A spaceship?” A smile pulled at the corners of her mouth.
“Somethin’ like that.”
The windmill’s door closed with a solid thunk behind them.
Light filled the windmill. The walls glowed with it.
“It is a spaceship, isn’t it?”
“It’s more of a…well, yes, it’s a spaceship.” Martin rubbed his hands together. “Wanna take it for a spin?”
“Sorry, Marty boy. No joy ride for you.” In a flash of movement, Stephanie held a round ball in her hand.
Martin stumbled backward. “No.”
“Oh, but yes. Agent Mercucio, Interstellar Coalition. We’ve been tracking this bad-boy for awhile. Game’s up.”
Stephanie tossed the ball in the air and a shimmering bubble enveloped Martin. She tapped the palm of her hand. “We’ve got it. No, I don’t think he knew what it was. Spaceship, he called it.”
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