Caddie Kei“I’d go with the spoon, sir.”Caddie Kei2 weeks ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Kei plopped Count Meinrad’s bag down on the first tee of the old course. She couldn’t believe her good fortune. Right off the bat she’d drawn a rumored supervillain for her very first walkabout. The other caddies called him names like Bonehead and Flamebrain. Not to his face of course. Could you even call a chattering skull a face?
“The spoon? Don’t we have a spork or a foon?” Meinrad poked a felonious phalanx through his left socket and scratched. “Where’s the hole again? I have no eyes.”
“No, sir,” Kei replied. “Only that cheerleader with the big head carries a spork.”
“You’re baffy enough.” Kei handed the spoon with its long wooden shaft to the skeleton dressed in full morning suit and lined him up with the fairway.
“Odd… almost no one plays the Eckner links anymore except me… and the occasional shambli
STATIC STARS - Towndon't let it drownSTATIC STARS - Town1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
i hate this town
you call your home
it's nothing personal
it's just my life