He comes here every fuckin’ Tuesday, orders the same damn drink and tries to get with the same kind of woman, every fuckin’ Tuesday.

His game is weaker than the shit that they be slingin’ on the corner these days and he knows it but he keeps comin’ back every fuckin’ Tuesday and he keeps strikin’ out.

His moves on the dance floor, though…

Shit, he could be on Dancin’ With The Stars, I suppose, if he had a mind to.

He moves with grace ain’t nobody seen in a goddamn long time.

And the honies, they can see he’s got moves, but when he approaches them or they approach him, his rap goes limper than his dick.

And it’s just as well.

I follow him out to the parkin’ lot after his eighty-sixth strikeout, walking ten steps behind him as he presses the button to unlock his car.

My whistle is short and shrill and, when he turns, the noise my piece makes is violent.

The dancin’ motherfucker does a two-step, falls backwards and hits blacktop.

The kid had to go or so I was told.

Bitch be fuckin’ with the count, I was told.

Too bad.

The bitch had skills. Just not those math skills. Couldn’t put two and two together and figure out I was on his ass.

About Christopher Grant

Christopher Grant is the editor and publisher of A Twist Of Noir and a crime writer in his own right, having stories at ATON, as well as Powder Burn Flash, Thrillers, Killers 'n' Chillers and The Flash Fiction Offensive, to name but a few.

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  • http://www.facebook.com/ian.ayris Ian Ayris

    Top stuff, Christopher. Tights as can be, with a killer final line. Great to see you back in the game, my friend.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=547377830 Paul D Brazill

    Great comeback!

  • Chad Eagleton

    Nice! Great to have you back.

  • http://attentionchildren.blogspot.com Jimmy Callaway

    Don’t call it a comeback; he’s been here for years.

  • nigel bird

    a lesson in getting a story that counts into so few words. a lovely read.

  • Anonymous

    a wicked flashdance

  • AJ Hayes

    Now THAT’S the way it’s done, son. Worth twenty text books on “How To Write A Flash.” Your guy might not have the rap, Christopher. Ain’t no doubtin’ you do, my friend.

  • SKI19542003

    Christopher,
    Great job. Really enjoyed it.

  • SKI19542003

    Christopher,
    Great Job. Really enjoyed it.

  • http://profiles.google.com/tpluck tpluck

    Love the voice, like he’s telling it to his pals over a beer, long time later.

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Matthew-C-Funk/1113050671 Matthew C Funk

    You got skills too. Spectacular job laying out a neat, mean narrative and doing it in a catchy voice. Thanks for the dance.

  • davidjameskeaton

    tight as a drum, and i totally agree about the voice. gets a great groove going

  • Joyce Juzwik

    My comment keeps disappearing, so I’ll try again. I hope they all don’t end up showing up! This is really a superior read!

  • Chris Rhatigan

    Chris Grant does not fuck around.

  • Kathleen Ryan

    Wild, Christopher ~ absolutely wild. Amazing!

  • Alan Griffiths

    This cracking little tale is so full of rhythm. Terrific, Christopher and great to see you back on the scene.

  • AmishZombieDude

    Sweet and neat, man O’ man that was poetry, my kinda poetry, not that that shit they made me read in school.

  • http://twitter.com/nj713 Naomi Johnson

    I swear I know the guy in this story. The dead one. Good stuff, Christopher.

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