Good new fiction.
The metal bar made a loud thump as Michael swung and struck Billy Stokes in the side of the head. A crunch followed as the metal bar crushed the thin skull within the forty-year old’s gruff face and head. Michael followed the momentum of the metal bar to the right as it struck and fell.
“Big Mouth Billy Strokes”, as he was often called fell to the ground. He did not hold his head or speak a word. He lay motionless upon the darkening front yard of Michael’s home. Michael dropped the pipe and stared at the unconscious man. His anger stewed as he watched Billy. After several long moments Michael spoke.
“There!” he shouted. “What do you think of that!”
“You won’t have anything to say for a while now. I’m not even going to try to wake you up.” Michael then turned and left. He opened the screen…
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