Norman unwrapped the oil cloth with care, hands unsteady. His side-kick, Stinky, hiccuped and wiped damp hands on baggy jeans. “Give me some elbow room, will ya?” His taunt forehead glistened.
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“Lemme at it. You got ammo?”
“What for? Wow. It’s heavy but a good heavy.”
“Lemme at it.” Stinky’s hands shot out to grab the gun.
“Not yet.”
“Where’d you get it?”
“I’m holding for Butch’s friend—a favor.”
“My turn.” Stinky twirled the cylinder, released the safety, and aimed at Norman’s head.”
“Never point…”
Kapow!
Stinky dropped the piece. His jaw dropped. The clock struck four. He ran.
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The Winter Quarter of Flash in the Pan is here. The theme: Boys and Their Toys. For the rules and how to join, click: http://mommasmoneymatters.com/flash-fiction/
The word limit for Gun is 100 words. I used every last one.
How the Cookie Crumbles 
February 11, 2014 at 6:22 pm
Having just written my first fiction piece for my blog I can only say what you do in 100 words is very clever. The flashiest of fiction 🙂
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February 11, 2014 at 10:46 pm
You’re making me blush but I thank you. It’s a challenge especially when I don’t know anything about boys. I grew up with women.
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February 11, 2014 at 6:23 pm
😦 Poor Norman.
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February 11, 2014 at 10:45 pm
RIP
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February 11, 2014 at 7:08 pm
Then what happened?!?!?!?
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February 11, 2014 at 10:45 pm
A big mess! 🙂
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February 11, 2014 at 7:35 pm
Holy moly! It started like the Key Stone Cops with “Stinky hiccuped” and I’m smiling right up to “aimed at Norman’s head…” Pang! That his my gut. How’s that full length novel coming along, Tess? 😉
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February 11, 2014 at 10:44 pm
Ha ha, Paulette. Need to regroup and give something up so I can concentrate on the novel. Too much going on right now. 🙂
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February 11, 2014 at 7:50 pm
Good suspense piece. I will definitely be back to hear what happened!
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February 11, 2014 at 10:43 pm
Ha ha. Not telling. One is dead. Who’s the stupid that left a bullet in the chamber?
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February 11, 2014 at 11:28 pm
Not telling? Can you be bribed perhaps?
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February 12, 2014 at 7:34 am
My lips are sealed that I bet there’s shock and a mess to clean up.
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February 11, 2014 at 8:12 pm
Ouch! Those boys and the toys didn’t know how to play well. Great writing, really.
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February 11, 2014 at 10:42 pm
Thanks, Rebecca. Some boys are a little hot headed…
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February 11, 2014 at 9:24 pm
Oh dear Norman… I assume…dead? You really are into the boy stories of late aren’t you! 🙂 xx
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February 11, 2014 at 10:42 pm
Ha ha. Boys and their toys are the theme for this quarter.
You are right about poor Norman.
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February 11, 2014 at 10:43 pm
😦 R.I.P Norman 🙂 x
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February 11, 2014 at 11:26 pm
😦
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February 11, 2014 at 10:12 pm
Did you change your blog name? I almost missed you. Flash in the pan looks interesting, I’ll have to check it out. (I had to pile non-bagged stuff into my shopping cart and haul it out to the car today. This bag lady thing is going to be a challenge.)
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February 11, 2014 at 10:41 pm
No, I haven’t changed anything?
Sometimes when I forget my bags, the store throws empty boxes at the front of the store and I use them. How did it go for you when you got to the car?
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February 12, 2014 at 5:20 pm
Who is “How the Cookie Crumbles? Anyway, I hope you don’t change you have the best blog title I’ve seen.
As far as loading stuff in the car, it was a BIG PAIN!. Good, maybe I won’t do it again.
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February 12, 2014 at 8:36 pm
I notice I’ve been better since I found what a pain it was filling bags in my trunk in the bad weather. 🙂
Tess
BTW: I l.o.v.e. my blog name. Finally getting noticed. Ha ha.
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February 12, 2014 at 1:43 am
Oh Stinky, Stinky, what have you done. You should know when Tess is writing she loves the end with a punch or a twist.
Well done yet again Tess. It is amazing how such few words become such a completely engrossing story. Love it.
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February 12, 2014 at 7:31 am
Thank YOU, Rose. Glad you like this. 🙂
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February 12, 2014 at 3:56 am
Brilliant and scarey 100 words Tess. Sadly, I can just imagine that happening.
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February 12, 2014 at 7:29 am
Me do. Some boys are rash. 🙂
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February 12, 2014 at 9:33 am
Never give a gun to a man named Stinky. Stinkies have no impulse control.
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February 12, 2014 at 10:54 am
Guess you just can’t trust a Stinky.
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February 12, 2014 at 3:07 pm
Nope. 😉
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February 12, 2014 at 12:43 pm
Oh, yikes. I hope what I think happened didn’t happen.
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February 12, 2014 at 3:07 pm
Yep. Stinky isn’t what you’d call level-headed.
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February 12, 2014 at 5:07 pm
Norman bit the dust, as quickly as that…loved this Tess! I just don’t know how you write such great stories with so few words! Love the name Stinky. Brilliant as always 🙂
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February 12, 2014 at 8:39 pm
Sherri, you are too generous. Thank YOU. I changed his name because I realized I didn’t like him. He WAS Stinky.
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February 13, 2014 at 8:03 am
Ha Ha! Love it – and I wondered what that whiff was 😉
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February 13, 2014 at 8:37 am
That strong, eh? 😀
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February 15, 2014 at 9:21 am
Oh yeah… 😉
Have a great weekend Tess 🙂
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February 15, 2014 at 1:08 pm
😀 You too, Sherri. I’m going to unplug and put my feet up.
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February 17, 2014 at 4:48 am
Fantastic, you know the way to do things properly Tess! Hope you had a super unplugged weekend 🙂
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February 17, 2014 at 9:06 am
The same to you Sherri. I DID read but haven’t finished the book yet. Plan to take at least an hour to read again today. Today is Family Day. All business is closed. I might as well treat myself too. 😀
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February 17, 2014 at 2:59 pm
Absolutely 🙂
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February 17, 2014 at 5:52 pm
🙂
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February 12, 2014 at 5:38 pm
Tess: Bang and you had every element, every emotion and every descriptive wrapped up in your 100 words. Well done, as always.
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February 12, 2014 at 8:34 pm
You are a sweetie, Sheri. Thank you. I try and am pleased when the ‘thing’ works. 🙂
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February 13, 2014 at 6:07 am
Perfect Tess. In 100 words you show what happens every day in America. The dialog, also so well done.
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February 13, 2014 at 8:40 am
Nice to hear from you, Val. Thanks.
Too many guns and too many stupid accidents, let alone planned activities with guns.
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February 15, 2014 at 3:23 pm
This really did end with a bang.
Well done.
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February 16, 2014 at 9:55 am
Thank you, Hook. Glad you enjoyed this.
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February 15, 2014 at 8:50 pm
Bang on, Tess! You got me! I don’t know anyone who can say so much so concisely!
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February 16, 2014 at 9:51 am
You are much too generous but I thank you, Naomi. I tickled you enjoyed this flash.
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February 16, 2014 at 5:14 am
Another good one, Tess!
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February 16, 2014 at 9:35 am
Thank you. You are very kind. 🙂
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February 16, 2014 at 10:56 am
I admire anyone that spin an interesting story in 100 words. Not being a writer, I would have a hard time myself.
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February 16, 2014 at 4:22 pm
Thank YOU. All I can say in my defense is that the story published is not necessarily what you started with. It evolves as you write.
You might surprise yourself if you tried. 🙂
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February 17, 2014 at 7:26 am
You definitely have a way with FEW words, Tess. A gift I certainly missed, lol.
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February 17, 2014 at 8:55 am
Thank you, but you won’t believe how hard this is.
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February 17, 2014 at 8:57 am
For someone as wordy as myself, believe you me, I get it–among the reasons I don’t put myself up to such a challenge. I’ll stick to Twitter statuses for practice 😉
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February 17, 2014 at 10:09 am
*grins*
Something I haven’t tried yet is Twitter. Too many platforms. I can hardly keep up with blogging. 😉
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February 17, 2014 at 2:27 pm
Amen, Tess!
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February 17, 2014 at 5:53 pm
😛
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February 26, 2014 at 1:48 pm
Ooops!
I love the choice of names. With a side-kick called Stinky, I guess you’re simply asking for it 😉
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February 26, 2014 at 3:14 pm
I had another name but decided I didn’t like the character therefore the name Stinky. 😀
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February 27, 2014 at 12:47 am
I hand’t realized I hated this creep until I renamed him Stinky.
😦
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