Saturday, June 4, 2016

Got a light, mate?

Got a light, mate?'

Jack looked up startled. 'What?'

A tall youth in a black hoodie blocked his path. Two others lingered to one side.

'You got a light?'

'Nah, sorry, don't smoke.' Jack aimed for a gap between the adolescents.

'How about a wallet then?' The youth placed a hand on Jack's chest.

'Ah, come on lads. There's no need ...'

The first blow landed from behind, followed by a kick to his legs.  Jack tumbled forward.

'Fat fool!' The tall youth threw a couple of punches.

Jack landed hard, covered his head and prayed it would soon end.



A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

2 comments:

Margot Kinberg said...

Oh, you can tell right from the start that this isn't going to be a good night for Jack. Really well done, Rob!

Elgin Bleecker said...

Rob – A very nice drabble. Vivid images, sharp dialogue, and all in 100 words. Well done.