This week’s Trifextra 33-word flash-fiction challenge freights you to the end of the line with this one: “That wasn’t what I meant.”
Being the linguistics-backgrounded word-nerd that I am, I had scads of fabness deciding where to put the accent in the terminal sentence: that, wasn’t, I, or meant. And working backward to form the oyster around the hoped-for pearl. (Hey, can a story be a back formation)?
In any case, I hope I give you an unusual prism to ponder.
Of Heroes Hirsute
A sandpaper sensation woke me. Then I tried to whistle for Pep, but my left side wouldn’t move.
Gravel pop-rocked all around. Was I being herded?
My last confused command had been sit-climb-jump.
“That wasn’t what I meant.”