The Night Moves Fast

Where did it go? When you’re with someone special the time can fly. Talking and laughing and soon it’s over. She was pretty and smart and worth more than gold.


Gunshots were heard. I lost her in the crowd on the street. I looked for almost an hour. Couldn’t find her. At the end of a dark alley I found her purse. I will search every inch of this crooked city.


5 thoughts on “The Night Moves Fast”

  1. Excellent job creating a slew of questions in the reader’s mind in this story. It really is a great beginning for a novel. Have you thought about continuing it?

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