On A Cold Night

“Mind if I warm up at your fire?” Toby approached the bums deferentially. It was always better to put them at ease first.

“Sure. Tell a good enough tale and we’ll share the bottle.” They all nodded.

“I got a tall tale or two.” Toby sat. “I knew a man who killed people for fun. He liked to hunt them in parks and truck stops. From each one he took a tooth.”

“Is that true?”

“Nope. Pure fiction. Worth a nip?” He dropped the teeth he’d been playing with in his pocket to take the bottle.

The Challenge: Write a story in 100 words or less
The Challenger (Hub): Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The Photo Credit: Anshu Bhojnagarwala

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