Raftman entered his house. His wife looked out from the kitchen then looked back to the pots. "You’re back," she said. "You’re right," Raftman said. "I am back" "There’s no need for you to be sarcastic," "Val, how the fuck am I being sarcastic," Raftman said. "I just got in the door and you’re already … Continue reading Raftman entered his house (Super Short Story)
Vinnie searched for a phone booth. He found one. Looked through the book pointed to a spot on a page then tore it out, folded it and put it in his pocket. and find an address. He tore the page from the book, folded it and put it in his pocket. Vinnie dipped his hand … Continue reading Vinnie Searched (Super short story)
Vinnie walked the street to the bus stop. He reached for his lighter and thumbed the flint in his pocket. The street was empty and the halogen lights came on. He stood still for a moment and then paced about, hands in pocket. Photo by Aleks Magnusson on Pexels.com The bus came, he got on … Continue reading Vinnie walked (Super short story)
Here’s the thing, Raftman said. What if we were to knock over a place or two and see what happens. Photo by Brett Sayles on Pexels.com I don’t know about that. You think people would think it was someone else? You think people wouldn’t straight put two and two together? Vinnie said. He reached to … Continue reading Raftman thinks – (Super short Story)
You gotta see it from a big picture perspective Raftman, said Vinnie. Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com Big perspective big perspective, that’s all I ever hear about, you know. Bobby you need to take a step back, Bobby look at it five years from now. Well I don’t got five years, the rate I’m … Continue reading Raftman Dilemna – (super short story)
