Flash Fiction: The Manuscript

She dragged and dropped her manuscript file into the recycle bin as a text vibrated the phone.

[You know in time travel stories when someone in the past does something seemingly insignificant, but it changes the future? TOMORROW IS THE FUTURE. Don’t do it.]

 

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