Some of the other Marines joshed Peters about being a soft touch. He always loaded up on cigarettes and candy before going to the brig for the daily interrogation and gave these out freely to every prisoner he came across.

The other boys preferred the brutal approach. They would lock a prisoner in a footlocker full of roaches or cuff him to a roof-beam for the night. When these failed, they’d fall back on the standard: fists, boots, a blackjack.

But Peters would sit, ask them questions about their families, their homes. Before too long they’d be telling him everything,


Grateful congratulations to Rochelle  for four years of hosting Friday Fictioneers. I find it to be one of the most useful tools in my writing world.



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  1. rochellewisoff

    Dear J Hardy,

    You put a lot of story into 100 words. I’m impressed…truly.

    Thank you for your kind words as well. Nice to be appreciated. Like you, I’ve found this exercise in brevity to be a valuable tool for my longer pieces. So when Madison announced she was stepping down 4 years ago I couldn’t let it go. In fact I begged to take it on, thinking nothing would change. Hoo boy, was I ever wrong. Sometimes it’s like herding cats, but well worth the scratches.

    Again, expertly written piece.



  2. Lynn Love

    Lovely job. You’ve told us so much about Peters, just in that small comparison between his technique and that of the others. Lovely rhythm to the sentences too. Great story

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