A Better Man Than Me
100-word story
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The beggar sat in the shade outside the 7-Eleven. He wore ragged jeans and worn-out sandals. His toenails were split, his skin caked with dirt and grime.
His shirt read Money. There was a ragged hole where the O had been.
I looked down, mumbled a prayer of thanks for my good fortune, and opened the door.
A group of teenagers wearing headphones and carrying skateboards shoved past me. Desperate for Red Bulls and candy, I guess.
I staggered then found my balance.
A finger tapped my shoulder. The beggar, holding my iPhone.
“Hey brother,” he said. “You dropped this.”
A Better Man Than Me was published in Friday Flash Fiction last Friday, September 24th, along with many other fine stories.
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Photo by Li Lin on Unsplash
good stuff, mr. l~
better men are few and far between these days so micros of them are extra-groovy.
:-)
I really enjoyed this one. What a beautiful moment you've captured!