Flash Fiction or Story Starter?

Fats Waller

“The strains of Fats Waller blew through my mind just about the same time the bullet hit my stomach, making me wish I’d left the danged vinyl at the store.”

I wrote the sentence above a few months ago. I have no idea what to do with it. So I am going to do something a little different: You, my readers, have my permission to take this first sentence and take it wherever you want to go.

The only rule is this: I get to read it when you’re done.


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