Rochelle hosts a 100 word flash fiction competition each week. Come and have a go!
Dennis ground out a meagre living, selling burgers from his caravan. Then the drug dealers decided he should work for them. Synergy merger they said. But Dennis knew what they meant by merger and said no. That took real guts.
They left him in the car-park, near to his caravan, and even nearer to his guts. People walked by blinkered; the world rolled on; and the rain washed his blood away. (71)