The FOXy lady

(100-word flash fiction)


Two weeks after Moxie went missing, they found a body in the swamp, bloated beyond recognition.

“Open-and-shut case,” declared Detective Inspector Tommy Larkins, known more for his aplomb than his detection skills. The body did get a decent funeral.

The town rallied around Charlie, slow and plodding, struggling with child-raising, yet refusing to remarry.


The kids have flown the nest. Charlie, in the lonely house, lives for the weekend TV show, whose main character bears such an uncanny resemblance to Moxie, it makes his heart melt.

Interestingly, the show is called ‘Hiding in plain sight’.


Is it just me or are Wednesdays arriving at alarming speed? They say when you grow older time appears to be going by faster. It was just New Year’s the other day and 20 days gone already. Sigh! Thank you Rochelle for keeping the brain creative and ticking with Friday Fictioneers ♥

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38 comments on “The FOXy lady

  1. Interestingly I read this completely differently to everyone else. Moxie’s dead, Charlie killed her and is “hiding in plain sight” and Larkins, now retired, sold the story to a TV network to boost his pension 🙂

  2. Faking a death is much better than some of those situations play out.

    Yes, Wednesday came extra quickly this week. I thought to myself, “Didn’t we just do this?” This week seemed to have come much faster. I don’t know why.

  3. I really enjoyed this take on the prompt. A nice “spin” so to say. And yes, it does seem that this year is flying far to fast already. It’s like one day it was February 2020, and the next it was January 2021…. where did the year go… lost to covid for sure.

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