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The Instrument
A dark shape rose from beside the alley dumpster. “You know the drill, son,” said Blade.
“Aw man!” groaned Floyd. “I’m a musician. I ain’t got no money.”
Something rattled in Floyd’s backpack.
“Tambourine player?” Blade’s switchblade flicked out. “Ain’t askin’ again.”
Floyd complied, whining, “Not my instrument!”
Blade stuck his head in the pack…and screamed.
“Yeah,” said Floyd, shrugging as Blade collapsed. “I play rattlesnake.”
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This week in Grammar Ghoul Press’ Chimera 66, the word prompt is: Tambourine. The piece of flash fiction must be exactly 66 words in length. Anyone is welcome to join in on this challenging and fun writing exercise. Join us! Look here for more stories based upon the prompts: http://www.grammarghoulpress.com/chimera-66-writing-challenge-2
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Hah! This is priceless! Floyd’s in Whitesnake, right? š
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Hehe. Thank you. The name just popped into my head. I think there’s an old Dr. Demento skit with a snake named Floyd. Maybe that’s where it came from. Glad you enjoyed it anyway. Thanks much! š
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Wow! I was not ready for that! I enjoyed the read.
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Did not see that coming, and boy was it satisfying! See? That’s why you shouldn’t go snooping in other people’s business! I’m just sayin’!
Great job!
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Haha! Exactly. You never know what’s in somebody’s bag…and maybe you don’t want to know! Glad you enjoyed the twist. Thanks kindly for the visit. š
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And that is why you never reach blindly into someone else’s bag. Great take on the prompt! š
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Absolutely! Mugging people for a living is certain to bring one’s life to an untimely end…especially if the muggee is a poor musician! Thanks so much, Suzanne! š
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