"Why'd the chicken cross the road?" The agent in black asked. "Uh, to investigate a murder?" Ronald's nerves pushed out all advice from his lawyer. "Good guess. How'd you know?" A sneer formed on the agent's face. His wife yelled from the kitchen. "Why is this bloody?"
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Daily Flash Fiction
Narrativa generaleThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
