Nancy pushed the drapes gently apart and watched Mr. Diedrich from across the road step out of his home.

First, he fished out a hanky and wiped the doorknob. Then he stepped back two paces and bowed to an invisible person. Next, he bent to the ground and touched it with his index finger. Finally, he adjusted his coat lapels, laughed, clicked his heels and skipped down the street.

Nancy pursed her lips. ‘That man’s touched in the head. He does this everyday!’

Her husband smiled indulgently. ‘Just because he has an unusual routine you can’t label him as mental.’


Welcome to The Moving Quill!

For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I’ve taken up the theme of

An Oxymoron rendered inΒ micro-fiction.

Each day’s titleΒ will have one half of the oxymoron while the second half will be revealed towards the end of the post.

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31 thoughts on “Unusual- #FlashFiction #AtoZChallenge

  1. Unusual routine! That’s going to be my rule for the vacations πŸ˜›

    I’m loving the way you’re piecing together words that could have alternative meanings, into a perfectly meaningful oxymoron! You are the best, Shailaja ❀

  2. Hahaha! Mr. Diedrich seems to have a bit of OCD. πŸ˜€ I bet if people were watching our every move, we’d be considered strange by many. Happy last week of the A to Z, Shailaja!

  3. hehe… again, never thought of the oddity of the words ‘unusual routine’ until you highlighted it here. Of course, this story is unrealistic… I mean, nobody can touch the ground with their fingers. Not with that big belly.
    *looks around and realizes for the first time the difference between one’s own belly and that of other human beings*
    *puts hamburger and fries back inside shirt pocket*

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