Flash Fiction

Flash Fiction: Taking the High Road


Fiction under 250 words.


“I wouldn’t say I hate her,” Monique murmured with a shrug. “I think admitting that I hate her would be to admit that I have any sort of feeling for her at all.” She checked her mirrors, flipped on her turn signal and smoothly changed lanes. “I definitely dislike her, though.”

Nell laughed. “Well, I can see why! She only tried to get you fired.”

“Well, she tried,” Monique said with a frown. “Luckily, Sam didn’t buy her load of crap and saw right through her.”

“I think you should try and get rid of her.”

“I’d love to,” Monique said. “But she’s not in my department and if I tried to sabotage her I’d just be stooping to her level. No thanks,” she said, inhaling deeply, “I’ll take the high road and just …” she paused and squinted out of the windshield. The early morning sun was shining directly into her eyes and she was having difficulty seeing. “Is that who I think it is pulled over onto the shoulder?”

Nell glanced in the direction she nodded and promptly choked on her coffee. “Oh my God. I think it’s HER.”

“Cathy?” Monique said in surprise.

“She has a flat tire!” Nell chortled in glee.

Monique grit her teeth and had every intention of driving past. But at the last minute, she pulled over to offer her help.

“What are you doing?”

“I may dislike her, but I have to help her. It’s the right thing to do.”


Today’s fiction was inspired by the Truth or Tradition’s “Love” teachings. When God says to “love” your enemy, he doesn’t mean you have to like them, only be decent to them. Love is not only a feeling, love is also the actions you take and how you life your life.