When The Last Flame is Blown by Denny Jace

When The Last Flame is Blown

Denny Jace

‘Is this Mum?’

‘Yes…she’s about five.’

My sons are sorting through my things. Kneeling, heads bowed, piles of photos dripping through their fingers.

‘Yes,’ I chuckle; ‘Me on my fourth Birthday! I was cross, your grandad had forgotten the candles.’

The boys nod and sigh.

The photo’s moved to the bottom of a pile, then absently shuffled like a deck of cards. We could play Poker or lay them face down like Tarots.

The shuffled pack is tossed into the binbag.

‘No!’ I shout.

They don’t hear me; I’m the silent sudden chill that breathes goosepimples down their spines.


About the author: Denny Jace has been writing since June 2019. She writes Flash Fiction and Short Stories and is building up to her first novel. She lives in Shropshire with her husband and two (grown up) children. Most of her days are spent reading her stories to Maude and Stanley, her two faithful dogs. She has previously been longlisted/shortlisted and runner up in Retreat West Micro Flash Fiction 2019. Follow Denny on Twitter: @dennyjace


A Sweet Mistake by Denny Jace

A Sweet Mistake

Denny Jace


I offer my upturned fists to you; “Left, or right? You choose”.

You hesitate and smile, enjoying the game, “Right”. 

I uncurl my fingers revealing the earring that’s not mine.

Your smile slips, the game changes as recognition reaches your eyes and I watch your mouth begin to lie.

This is not serendipity; the flip of a coin, the turn of a card. 

You chose someone else thinking I’d never know; I’d have played along too if you had chosen the correct hand. 

The left fist held a Love Heart sweet saying ‘Mine Forever’. 

That would have been my choice.


About the author: Denny Jace started writing in 2019, finally fulfilling a lifelong ambition to do so. She lives in Shropshire with her two (grown up) children, husband and dogs. The dogs, Maude and Stanley, listen to her endless attempts at stories all day long. Follow Denny on Twitter: @dennyjace