Attack of the Day Job

As you can tell there have been no Bizarro flash fiction pieces this week. That is because life has conspired against me to take away my time.
Between twelve hour shifts and lots of other priorities, writing these prompts has taken a back burner. I hope to be back into the swing of it in a couple of weeks. I will try to post when and what I can. Thanks again for the read and the support. See you soon.

Six Sunday Scribblings

I have here for your approval my six sentences for #SixSunday and scribblings on the theme always. As always enjoy the read share and comment and subscribe if you want to catch my other writing prompt entries.

As he lay there, every fiber of his body exposed, he couldn't think of a time when his brother was not with him. Today was the first race that he wasn't working beside him in some way. He knew that his brother had some issues with him taking his spot on the team, even then, his support for him was steadfast. When he left to start this stage of the race and couldn't find him, his worse nightmares started to erode to the surface. It wasn't till he came round to the hairpin turn that his fears were met by a plasma blast to the chest. His brother stood over him with a vengeful look of disapproval and said, "I'm always gonna be Mom's favorite."