Story Openers (fiction) by milkfish

It was when the second lightning bolt struck him that he started to take notice.
It was always the same - halfway through the third margarita of the night he started thinking of his mother.
"Oh, just give me that chainsaw," Father said, just before she noticed something she hadn't seen before.
Her moans were getting more distinctive now through the open window, just when his phone started playing "Edelweiss." He stood up suddenly and gave his skull a hard knock on the sill.
If these are fresh dinosaur tracks, she wondered, why does this one have the imprint of a zipper down the side?
We all knew Cletus was going to die, even though he had been sleeping with the stage manager.
If this phone doesn't ring real soon, she thought, it’s going down the disposal too.
They found the secret long after the fighting had ended, after they had taken most of the dead slaves from the hold and thrown them overboard, and long after the flagship sank beneath the oily surface.
Sssst, the iNanny went, until she turned it off.
The two of them were in Ginetta’s waiting to place their orders when he started in on his theory that all rugs are area rugs. "And Dhurry is their prophet," she replied, automatically.
"Florence! Hurry it up, why don'tya, and get your radomes over here before we all die of thirst!"
The lesions on the dead man's arms and hands were consistent with corvid predation.

Grandparent-Grandchild Interview	A Grandpa's Notebook	cup size	I am going to die
The Scarecrow	It was a dark and stormy night	This is Just to Say	Once upon a time
Random Groping	Think a Story	Corvid	The Garbage Disposal Looks Hungry
25 ways not to tell someone that you're in love with them	I am a female android	two for one margarita specials	The reluctant backpacker's guide to being hit by lightning
A government big enough to give you everything you want is a government big enough to take from you everything you have	Say Again	Colours of Resistance	Old Faithful
Main Ingredient	Things I would be interested in seeing used in a literary context	Sill	wake up hair

Story Openers (fiction)

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