Where Them Trains Go? Friday Fictioneers

Time for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers prompt. It’s a cool exercise in flash fiction. You take the picture below and write a hundred words about it. It makes a great palette cleanser for the bloated writing brain. Click the frog link at the end to read the others. I’ve seen some really good examples lately.   “Pard? You…

Fifty Cent Soul Excerpt

  He put his hands behind him, a recalcitrant child. I slapped him hard across the face. He put his palm to his cheek and I grabbed it, pushed it up behind him and lifted him onto his toes. I had the flat of my palm pressed against the first knuckle of his index finger, bending it…