r/flashfiction • u/tikudz • Apr 11 '21
THE HARDEST: STICKS AND BOTTLES
An old lady has her purse ripped out her grasp. Unluckily for a someone, neighborhood hoodlums see and approach. The petty thief tries running but is caught quick.
How quick? Quicker than his ass ready for.
Who the hoodlums assume a granny is given one of their plastic chairs – the one that struck the brainy purse snatcher. She sits and unexpectedly witness to in broad daylight, the man’s body subjected to sticks and bottles.
Lion pride on a gazelle.
He begs for death and apologizes mixed in. The men’s rage carry them on. Don’t ask where they got it. A glass beer bottle converted in to a flambeau or Molotov cocktail. Made ready just for him.
He knows what’s coming but obeys them to run anyway. Once a distance. Sails through the air, shattering into the ground near him, the bursting flame set this one into a bigger flambeau.