Crime Fiction
A Story in 100 Words.
Liz was wet the moment he said: “Hi.”
Not to them.
Carl said it to her.
He put on that church day charm.
Her friends rolled their disapproving eyes.
Level 42 played on the juke, reminding her:
“Making mistakes is a part
Of life’s imperfections”
After Troy, what was one more mistake?
Liz didn’t care; she wanted this.
He grabbed her: “Come on, I know a better place.”
She followed with her heart racing.
Was it fear?
Excitement?
Did it matter?
They got into his car, and he locked the doors.
Then she knew.
Carl turned to her and winked.