It’s Flash Fiction Friday time and we’re at our new home. A big thanks goes out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for taking over the helm.
Please take a few moments to acquaint yourself with Rochelle by visiting her About page listed here:
The story sharing page for this week can be found here:
And here’s my contribution:
“Rock. Paper. Scissor. Shoot.” Two hands stuck forward, a fist, a flat hand.
“Looks like it’s my lucky day. I’ll start the car.”
The remaining two, one eleven, the other fifteen, looked nervously around. The lunch ticket on the table still untouched.
“Quarter toss,” answered the other as he launched the coin end over end with the back of his thumb. The first called out ‘tails’ and snagged his fate. In the distraction the other made his escape.
Only one remained.
The race was on.
And, boy was he quick.