Flash Fiction: Little Monsters

Ben and Beth were on the run, fleeing from monsters. They found the perfect place to hide in the bush with no electricity. The couple brought along with them some old fashion fun; guitars, cross-word puzzles and books. The sound of silence was comforting. 

“Do you hear that?”

“No.”

“Isn’t it grand?”

Ben nodded as he and Beth sat down on their fold-up chairs and sighed. Ben opened an esky and tossed a can to his wife. In unison, they cracked open their drinks. The cold beverages washed away their reality for five minutes. 

“Mum, when’s dinner?”

Their darling monsters found them. Peace over. 

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Note:
I noticed after posting I have another story on this blog called “Little Monsters”. I think the stories might be related? Click here.
As a random side note — this blog just turned four! Many more posts to come.