Tom blew smoke from the edge of his mouth and eyed me askance through the haze. “Back again? You going for a record or something? How did it happen this time? No, wait. Lemme guess. Bullet, right? Angry husband.”
I sat on the chair facing him – more like collapsed, to be precise. ‘Re-establishment,’ as I liked to call the procedure back then, was – and still is – a pain in the ass. Drained all my strength for a whole day. I barely had enough energy in me to reach out and snatch his cigarette. “Nah. Not how I died this time, man.”
Is this a new story ? From your new book ? Or just random? Couse i love it already !
Date: Sun, 17 Jul 2016 13:54:54 +0000 To: [email protected]
Completely random. Just something to motivate readers and continue it how ever they see fit. I’m glad you like it 🙂
What a start to a story–and it better be a novel.
Thanks Jacqui. I couldn’t help myself and had a go at it. Looks like a flash fiction piece, for the time being. Not sure yet. Never tried flash fiction before. I’m glad you liked it too.