August Flash(back)
This became part of a scene in Hammer's Thief, book 2 of my Chosen Angels series.
Flash Fiction 9-13-15
Judah leaned against the concrete corner of the bakery, instantly feeling the cold seep through his many layers of clothing. He eyed the half dozen young men huddled together, most with hands around cups of coffee, cigarettes dangling from between fingertips or lips.
Locke was seated among them, laughing along with the other gang members at some comment or joke Judah hadn’t heard. The bright smile and shining eyes Locke currently had were so different from his depressed and stern countenance of the night before. Judah knew right then what he needed to do; he had to keep Locke happy.
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