Happy Friday! We all know how deceiving looks can be. That's the theme of this piece. Hope you enjoy, and be sure to take a look at my friends' flash tales, too. I can't wait to read their interpretations!
Word was, John liked redheads.
We were all redheads – hot Irish blood on both sides.
Two took after Dad, whorish bastard that he was, and two like Mom, strong woman, martial arts trained, whose only weakness was good old Daddy.
Our sister wasn’t so strong…or lucky. She took after Dad – just had to have it. From high-class hotels to hole in the walls, and eventually the hardcore, unforgiving streets, Mandy got lost in her own insatiable need.
Son of a bitch John killed our brother, Tim, before he could avenge Mandy’s murder, so we wait, dressed to kill. John will be here any minute.
Now, it's our turn, and we never miss a hit.
For Mandy and Tim, with love.