After a looong absence, I'm back and I have a flash story to share with you, thanks to Chuck Wendig and his hamazing challenge . I present to you....Gravedigger's Thunderhead... (yes,'hamazing' is a typo, but I'm so keeping it) Gravedigger’s Thunderhead by Carey Burns Albert squinted toward the west and rolled up the window of his truck, slamming the door hard against the too-tight hinges. "Gonna be a bad one, Ray." Ray shrugged, leaning against a tombstone. "It don't look like much to me." One look at the towering green-tinged mass of clouds told Albert different. "You know what that is?" He pointed at it, striding toward the small wooden shack nearby. "That's what we call a Gravedigger's Thunderhead. You’re young, so you don't know, but when you see clouds like that, you get your ass to shelter or you end up work for the gravedigger." Ray smirked and followed, staring skyward. ...
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