Flash Fiction: It’s Time

The owner of Heavy Hands Gym, Leonard Friedman, decided to take a chance against the government orders and reopen his facility. Fact was, Friedman’s phone rang nonstop for the past week from his band of fighters, and he was tired of all the Governor’s excuses about staying closed.

Friedman needed some financial relief, and the guys feened to nourish their lust for face-punching. If nobody was timid about getting infected, there weren’t many more reasons to keep the doors shut. 

On the first day of reopening, an officer walked in, wishing Friedman good luck—no fines, no punishment. 

Word Count: 99

Prompted from Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://carrotranch.com/2020/05/07/may-7-flash-fiction-challenge-2/.

Prompted from the Ragtag Daily Prompt at: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/05/08/rdp-friday-relief/.

Prompted from Fandango’s One Word Challenge at: https://fivedotoh.com/2020/05/08/fowc-with-fandango-fact/.

Prompted from the Three Things Challenge at: https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/05/08/three-things-challenge-229/.


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