Sweating the Small Stuff
A Flash-Fiction Piece Prompted by 'Furious Fiction' - Australian Writers' Centre
Toby entered the sauna after his evening gym session and was relieved to find it empty. He lay down on the top bench, feeling the heat penetrating his back. He stared at the ceiling with its wooden panels nailed at both ends with two nails each.
The world is falling apart, Toby thought, as he noticed a loose panel. For a moment, …