Come on, wake up, wife... whispered Father Agheasmie, stroking her bare shoulder. The woman opened her eyes. She looked briefly at her husband and closed them again. She turned her head to the side. The man pushed the blanket off of him and sat up on the edge of the bed. He took off his underwear. Come on, wife... he insisted, continuing to stroke her thighs. It's Sunday, she muttered. We're not allowed to do this before the Holy Mass. The priest shrugged in resignation. Don't fret, no one will know. You'll say you slept one more hour than usual.
(Translated by Lucia-Alexandra Brînaru-Mitrofan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
