“Every time you start throwing a combination, your hands drop, and you don’t shield your face properly.”
Derrick didn’t think his older brother was a liar, but it’s not like he had a lot of fight experience of his own.
“Three amateur boxing matches doesn’t make you an expert,” Derrick fired back.
Derrick’s brother chuckled, “That’s been your best defense all day.”
What Derrick didn’t know was that his brother had been video taping the entire training session. When he watched back the tape and saw his hands drop for himself, he knew his brother was telling the truth.
Word Count: 99
Prompted from Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://carrotranch.com/2020/04/10/april-9-flash-fiction-challenge-2/.
Prompted from the Ragtag Daily Prompt at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/04/12/rdp-sunday-truth/.
Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/04/12/liar/.