Costeluş, I'm sick of working the field and in solariums. For what is your mother saving up, you are her only child. She should give us some money, I want to go to the seaside, Rodica keeps nagging. C'mon, I talked to her, replies Costeluş. Start packing, we're leaving tomorrow. Mommy said she would wake us up early in the morning and daddy would fill in the wan with melons, watermelons, tomatoes, peppers and cucumbers. She suggested us to go and sell them in Eforie and stay overnight over lady Lenuţa's house. We can stay there with all the money we'd have made up until that moment. What can you say now?
(Translated by Luciana-Maria Buruiană / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In August 2021, the group has 7.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
