Adelaide put another stick of wood in the stove and closed the door, feeling every one of her 80 years. She filled the kettle and set it on the flat blacktop. Tomorrow, she would not have her evening cup of tea here.
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Or maybe this is more your style;
When she’d expressed an interest in retiring, Mack had laughed at first. At least until he realized she was serious. Then he’d peered at her through narrowed eyes and shook his head.
“People in our business don’t retire. You know that.”
“I don’t want to be someone else’s loose end, Mack,” she’d told him. “I want to live long enough to have silver hair and grandchildren.”
“Then you’re in the wrong business, Dante. You know that.” As if they’d not even had the conversation, he sent her out on another job….
Or maybe you prefer bodyguard tales;
Only an arm-length away from the first female president, a flash in the crowd caught my attention.
“Gun!” I screamed. “Down, down!” I dove for Alexis, felt she and Harper go down beneath me and wondered why Harper had punched me in the chest…
Three short, entertaining short stories that might surprise you. I’d love to hear what you think!