Nearly two months had passed since John had punched anyone in the face, and he was about to begin punching himself. The world between his ears had become hectic.
John called his teammate Derrick, “Let’s train in your backyard.”
Finally, Derrick budged.
Of course, light mitt work soon turned into a brutal sparring session, and a straight right hand gave John’s nose a grotesque hook.
“If I go to the hospital, I’ll be fined for leaving my house. This was supposed to be a secret,” John said through a bloody towel.
Derrick said, “I’ll reset it. Ready, one, two…”
Word Count: 99
Prompted from Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://carrotranch.com/2020/04/17/april-16-flash-fiction-challenge-2/.
Prompted from the Word of the Day Challenge at: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2020/04/19/secret/.
Prompted from Fandango’s One Word Challenge at: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/04/19/fowc-with-fandango-hectic/.
Ouch! It must be hard for athletes to not be training with others right now.
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