Flash Fiction # 694 -- Not Planned

 So, there I was, lying on the floor, wondering how long it would take Russ to notice that I wasn't online. I had spent hours trying to find a spot to pull myself to my feet after a surprise fall.I had one last hope. We had set Alexa to call Russ. Alexa had no trouble making the call, but it didn't sound like we connected.  I tried to think of something new to try. But I got lucky; they
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Published on November 22, 2025 18:13
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