Friday, 19 April 2013
'Road Kill' by Oscar Windsor-Smith
Hit man Jake roars east at sixty, a Glock pistol in his shoulder holster – low sun in his eyes. Cedric kitten plays with dead leaves in the road. Nurse Lindy, heading west at forty, sees the tiny fluff-ball, swerves and sideswipes Jake, expelling him through crimson shattered glass. Cedric, purring, moseys on his way.
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Love the way the three strands of this story are brought together.
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ReplyDeleteNeatly collided to a fabulous conclusion!! Well done Oz, great yarn...yet again x
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shirley, Susi and Lynn. You are too kind. Oscar x
ReplyDeleteSo brilliant to catch such a lot in so few words. Loved it. Congratulations.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sara. I don't know many words – I used 1/2 my vocabulary in Road Kill – that's why I can't write novels. :) x
DeleteBrilliant. I loved how you captured everything we needed to know about the characters by giving them titles - hitman, nurse, kitten. I do hope Lindy is okay, very glad Cedric got to mosey on his way.
ReplyDeleteThat's very generous of you, @Rachael. I feel I'd better put out an update bulletin about Lindy on Twitter. ;) x
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