This is another entry for the flash fiction challenge at Dude Write.
The rules are, as always:
1. I have to use the given prompt
2. The piece has to be under 500 words.
This month’s prompt:
Jack looked at his watch. Seconds were slowly creeping towards seven in the morning.
The money train would pass by the station at exactly 7:13. Just like it did every morning, week after week. Jack knew. He’d been watching. Calculating. Plotting.
Dry autumn leaves crumbled under his feet, as Jack paced impatiently along the tracks, trying to find the perfect spot for his ambush.
Today he was going to buy his freedom.
Jack lived in poverty for as long as he could remember. He’d stolen his first wallet at the age of 10. His steady descent from pickpocketing to bank robberies had only been punctuated by periods of incarceration. Today would change it all. No more living in and out of prison. No more money troubles.
After today he’d be a free man.
The money train didn’t have a scheduled stop at this station, but Jack would bring it to a halt. His plan was foolproof. He wouldn’t fail.
The location was perfect too. No residential buildings nearby. No witnesses. There’d be no people at the station at this hour. Passenger trains didn’t start running until well after 8 o’clock. The train tracks curved sharply away from the platform, so the train driver would have no chance of seeing Jack until too late. He’d have no time to sound the alarm.
7:08. The sun was crawling up through the cloudless sky. Jack stared into its weak September rays and smiled. This was surely a sign. Everything would go according to plan.
Jack recalled her last venomous words, thrown at him from behind a slammed door. “You’ll never amount to anything. You’re a coward!” she yelled. A coward! Ha! Let’s see what she’d have to say about him after today. Jack had been doing her bidding for far too long. He’d stolen anything she ever asked for. He’d threatened people’s lives, just so she could wear another pretty trinket. Because of her he’d served two years in prison. When he returned she slammed a door in his face and called him a coward.
Well, today wasn’t about her anymore. No, now he’d only be taking care of himself. Jack smiled again. He already felt free.
At 7:12 the railway signal turned green and Jack heard the faint whistle of the approaching money train. He walked calmly to his chosen spot on the tracks and lay down on his back. The train’s whistle grew louder as it sped towards the platform.
Jack glanced up at the sun once more and offered it his last smile.
The smile of a man truly free.
Damn, dude, that was so good. So so good.
And the ending definitely surprised me, I dunno how you did it. Was even better the second time I read it 🙂
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Thanks man! And yeah, these “twist” endings are becoming addictive for me.
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Good solid piece of writing.
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Thanks dude, and welcome on board the flash fiction train…pun intended? I dunno, my subconscious works in mysterious ways.
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Wow, great twist, Daniel! I really liked this submission a lot!
P.S. I swear I didn’t copy your story. Though if I had read it before writing mine, I would’ve skipped the challenge altogether knowing that I’d stand no chance.
P.S.S. Actually these challenges are quite fun so I probably would’ve wrote mine anyway.
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Thanks dude, glad you liked the twist!
P.S: Ha, I blame Hollywood for making us associate railways stations with train robberies. Your piece was great, even if the twist was a lot more innocent.
P.S.S. Good, you better keep your participation up – don’t make my efforts as a special editor for flash fiction look bad!
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Wow! Your ‘fu is formidable, Daniel-san 🙂 I love a good twist, and this definitely has it. Super-strong narrative, too. Nicely done!
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Thanks sir, glad you’ve enjoyed the twist. Over the course of the last five flash fiction pieces I’ve learned to take people from A to B, to then reroute them to C.
You, on the other hand, did an amazing job of staying at A and describing the hell out of it. I could learn a thing or two from that.
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Nice twist, Daniel. You once again led me down a path and veered at the last moment. Well done.
WG
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Thanks man, I think I’m becoming a bit addicted to twist endings as a writer…hopefully there aren’t any serious withdrawal symptoms once I stop doing it!
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Great piece with a melancholy ending. Which is probably just as well, because it suits my mood this weekend.
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Thanks, it was quite a bit darker than my usual stuff. Yes, I’ve read your post. It’s really sad. Especially since it feels like it’s becoming a pattern.
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Today I read on someone’s blog that the U.S. has an average of 88.8 guns per 100 people. I could hardly believe that number, so I looked it up to confirm it, and according to a 2007 Small Arms survey, that is indeed the case. Ridiculous, isn’t it? At least I think it is.
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It’s a high number indeed, but I’m not particularly surprised to hear it, considering that guns are an intrinsic part of the US cultural heritage. What’s sad is the use these guns are being put to lately….
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He bought it all right… not the ending I was expecting. Great job and good luck 🙂
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Then my job is done! I’m glad you’ve enjoyed it, thanks 🙂
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I like little surprise endings – difficult to do in such a short piece. Honestly, I think flash fiction and short stories are much more difficult to write than longer works. You have to pack so much into the fewest words possible and yet have an effective story. Just my opinion. I’ve not been successful at completing a longer work yet but it feels like I’m trying to run in thick mud when working on something long.
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Agree on the surprise endings. So far I’ve managed to practice these “twists” in all of my flash pieces. Actually I find flash fiction easier to attack, because the end is always in sight and I can keep focused…my mind wanders when I start thinking ahead about a big piece!
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You continue to impress me, if that is worth anything. The writing is excellent. Good job.Hope you win.
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Thanks, of course it’s worth something! Really happy you’ve enjoyed it.
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Perhaps, you will write a best seller someday?
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That would be quite awesome indeed!
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It would! 🙂 I could say, I knew you when…
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