Flash Fiction Friday. Concern. Katie Lewington. 

My sister and I rarely communicate.
This was only going to be bad news.

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It took me three days to call my sister, who had text me twice to say please ring me. She had left a voicemai message I had not wanted to hear. 

Our mum had been in hospital and was recovering at home. 

My sister and I rarely communicate. 

This was only going to be bad news. 

Author: Idontwearahat.

Katie is a published poet, reader and reviewer.

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