Flash Fiction–Serial Killer


The punk behind the register snorted when Dave dropped his grocery bag.
Dave picked it up and then looked the chain-wearing youth in the eye. “What’s your name?” he asked.
“Rick Stone,” the kid sneered. “Why?”
Dave left the store without replying.
That night, Dave wrote a graphic short story about the murder and dismemberment of a teenaged punk named Rick Stone.
On Thursday evening, he read it to his writers’ group. The newest member was the first to comment. “Sounds like you’re struggling with some adolescent angst,” she said.
“What’s your name?” Dave asked.

Kathleen Powers-Vermaelen
Suffolk County Branch, NY