Jess, Josh and the Old Lady – Flash Fiction by Julie Clark

Somehow, the sun found its way through the brittle blinds, prying my eyes open. My husband absentmindedly hit the snooze button for the third time, oblivious to the new reality that awaited us both. Quickly scrolling through my Twitter feed, last night’s news had morphed into today’s nightmare. “What time did you go to bed last night?” he yawned, stretching, …