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Got a Light? (flash fiction)

July 11, 2013

Cemetary and Goats by Randy Mazie

“Here comes a group,” Bob whispered. “Summer’s almost as good as Halloween. Warm nights, no school.”

Todd nodded. “Love it. They’ve brought a goat, too. Some sort of sacrifice, I suppose.”

“Let’s wait a little. Remember, it’s my turn to ask.”

Bob and Todd stayed hidden behind gravestones. The four teenagers set up a circle of candles nearby, the goat watching curiously.

Bob gave a thumbs up, and the two of them stood.

“Hey,” Bob called out. “You got a light?” Two of his bony fingers touched his teeth as if he held a cigarette.

The teenagers stared wide-eyed at the skeletons, then ran off screaming as the skeletons watched them and laughed. The goat bleated curiously.


Admittedly, I went over the 100-word limit this week… my story clocks in at 117 words. Close, but the story simply refused to be cut more.

Friday Fictioneers prompt given by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. For other stories inspired by this photo, click here.
Photo copyright Randy Mazie
Story copyright Dave Williams

22 Comments leave one →
  1. July 11, 2013 6:25 am

    Dear Dave,

    Cagey skeletons, eh? So where does the smoke go from his cigarette? Just thought I’d ask. Fun story…depending, of course, on your definition of fun.



  2. July 11, 2013 6:45 am

    Now that’s one way to get what you want, even if it’s a tard unfriendly.

  3. July 11, 2013 6:53 am

    Bob and Todd really got those kids’ goats (all puns intyended). Cute tail. Randy

  4. July 11, 2013 7:03 am

    I had a good laugh at this one! The tables have been turned.

  5. summerstommy2 permalink
    July 11, 2013 7:10 am

    Very enjoyable. You have to love a curious goat.

  6. July 11, 2013 9:51 am

    Now there’s a story the boys can pass on to their grandchildren around a campfire. Of course, they won’t believe it. Fun tale.

  7. July 11, 2013 10:00 am

    I wonder if these fellas could make smoke come out their eyes like my grandfather had always claimed he could do? And his name was Bob. Wait just a second…

  8. July 12, 2013 6:22 am

    Saved the goat! great little tale.

  9. July 12, 2013 5:55 pm

    Nothing like messing with teenagers for a little cemetery fun. Good job, Dave.

  10. July 13, 2013 1:06 am

    I liked the image of what i assumed were teenagers scaring other teenagers….great payback.

  11. July 13, 2013 9:40 am

    I’m Glad you didn’t cut it down. Cute.

  12. July 14, 2013 1:04 am

    Just plain funny! A fun read for me. nicely written too.

  13. July 14, 2013 1:02 pm

    I guess that was the skeleton’s of the church’s wardrobe

  14. July 15, 2013 12:48 am

    Oh I do love the way your mind works….just a delightful read.

  15. July 15, 2013 2:16 am

    those teenagers with the goat were creepy, what were they gonna do with the goat.. i liked the skeleton boys. great story 🙂

  16. July 15, 2013 2:24 pm

    And the goat gets a second chance. Fun!

  17. July 15, 2013 3:01 pm

    Enjoyed the skeletons’ humour. Cleverly done.

  18. July 16, 2013 4:02 pm

    Ooooh! Really good. The ending took me completely by surprise!

  19. July 16, 2013 5:30 pm

    Highly amusing and very well told.

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