by Lainie Lee
"Who's that girl at the corner table?" Frankie the Nose asked.
Larry Hodge took a look. "Uh, boss, that's a guy."
Frankie Al Nez withered his henchman with a glance. "I know a dame when I see one. Bring her up to my room at three." He stood up and left the dining room.
Packy Bellafonte, the muscle, looked at Larry, worried. "Uh, that is a guy, isn't it?"
Larry stood up. "Boss says the kid is a dame now, he's a dame now. We'd better go persuade her to get dressed for her date."
Comments
Maybe
he went abroad and she came back a broad? It's no fun being a gangster's moll - so I'm told.
Susie
Maybe
Not bad, and appropriate too.
I am a grain of sand on a near beach; a nova in the sky, distant and long.
In my footprints wash the sea; from my hands flow our universe.
Fact and fiction sing a legendary song.
Trickster/Creator are its divine verse.
--Old Man CoyotePuma
Cute story
That's a neat trick how you use the keywords to tell the rest of the story. Very sneaky technique to keep your drabble at 100 words.
Counting words
Erin, the Countess, counted the words in my drabble and says there are only 95. My editing program said there were exactly 100 but I see that it must count contractions (five of them) as two words each. I could easily add five words but I'll leave it as is.
And yes, I did cheat by using the categories to imply a lot more story. :)
Erin actually has three chapters of a similar story on her hard drive but doubts that she will ever finish it. I wrote this in part to stick a pin in her. :)
Love,
Lainie
How Could She Refuse?
Fantastic, I love it!
I am a grain of sand on a near beach; a nova in the sky, distant and long.
In my footprints wash the sea; from my hands flow our universe.
Fact and fiction sing a legendary song.
Trickster/Creator are its divine verse.
--Old Man CoyotePuma
Whoa! Someone needs glasses
Crazy story, but fun to read.
Others have feelings too.