Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Mercedes M. Yardley @MercedesMY @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction #WiHM9

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Lolly’s Dollies
by Mercedes M. Yardley

Lolly really was an ordinary little girl like any other. Just wait and her mother will assure you of this, over and over, her fingers twisting nervously around each other and touching a wedding ring that was no longer there. Lolly loved telling stories and playing outside. She lost herself in books. She didn’t really care for dolls, but nobody in their family did anymore, not after…
This is where Lolly’s mother laughs too brightly. The forced gaiety is brash, loud, and you cringe for her, but since you’re such a gentle person, you hide your expression well.
“What else does she like?” You ask with a smile, trying to get the conversation back on track. It was a bump in the road, this uncomfortable breach of etiquette. It was nothing, trivial, already forgotten.
The mother’s smile stretches wide, too wide, far, far too big and toothy for her face. It shouldn’t be physically possible, this grin she presents, but her smile takes over her face and nearly wraps around her head. Her eyes, however, skitter in fear. They try to look at you, but one spins, pinwheel-crazy, while the other stares straight ahead.
“Rabbits,” she says. Her voice comes from somewhere deep inside, but her lips don’t move, the smile doesn’t break. “Anything pink. Not pain and death and fear. Certainly not that.”
Strange tears, milky white, creep from her eyes. You’d never mention a fungal infection running down her face, but that’s what it reminds you of. You remember being forced face-down into the dog bowl as a child, licking up rotten, chewy milk, knowing you will kill your parents someday, oh yes you will, just you wait.
You gasp and sit back, breathing hard. Lolly’s mother nods sympathetically.
“That,” she whispers, still grinning, “is what she likes best.”
Fiction © Copyright Mercedes M. Yardley
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Proudly brought to you by Crystal Lake Publishing – Tales from the Darkest Depths.

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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2 Responses to Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Mercedes M. Yardley @MercedesMY @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction #WiHM9

  1. afstewart says:

    Wonderfully creepy.

  2. I agree. There is definitely a whole book that could be written from just that short bit.

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