A Twist Of Noir

Last Rights

Father Conner got gunned down on the corner of 19th Street and Grand Avenue yesterday.
I knew it was coming and maybe I should have warned him.
But his small, sweaty hands had taught me years ago to keep my mouth shut, so I did.

3 Responses to “A Twist Of Noir”

  1. Cristina Ungstad Yu Says:

    Wow. What a powerful story in just three sentences. Perfectly executed–no pun intended!

  2. Wow. I don’t know what else to add — that is, indeed, an incredibly powerful story in only three sentences.

    (here via Chris Hugh’s rec)

  3. Thank you both for the kind words.
    PS: Puns are greatly appreciated ’round here, Cristina.

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