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Helen stopped her car at the bottom of her driveway by her mailbox. Included with the bills and fliers was a small cardboard box from a company she had never heard of before. Shrugging, she got back in the car and set the mail with her groceries. She pulled up the driveway and parked. It took two trips to carry all the bags in.

Once everything had been put away, Helen sat at the kitchen table and went through the mail. The last thing she opened was the cardboard box. Inside was a book, written by her son.

“Oh.” She stared at it for a few seconds before flipping through it. When she was done she picked up her phone and called her son.

“Hello?” he answered.

“You didn’t tell me you were writing a book.”

He chuckled. “It wouldn’t have been as big a surprise if I had.” After a moment he added, “Surprise.”

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  1. Avatar oneoveralpha

    This was based on what I did to my mom. She knew I was halfway through a novel, but she didn’t know I’ve been working on a collection of flash fiction stories (A Man of Few Words) for the past year or so. She didn’t know about it until she received her copy yesterday.

    I also wrote this because I couldn’t think of a good way to announce to Ficly that I have a book. :D For more information, I have a page for it.

  2. Avatar Krulltar

    A self-promoting ficly… I guess that works better than posting it on craigslist… :)

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