Here’s a Micro Story from Moi titled “The Midnight Snatch” —- THE MIDNIGHT SNATCH Dayo found himself on The third mainland bridge. Commuters zoomed past him on both sides, slapping the wind fiercely against his face. The clouds had darkened and suddenly, thunder clapped and lightning streamed down upon the bridge. The bridge became unstable … Continue reading The Midnight Snatch | Flash Fiction by Wordsmithpraise