Tuesday, 16 February 2016
Lucky Dip - Flash Fiction
'You get a free drink with your burger.'
Ollie put down the money and chose a can of Fanta.
'No problem kid, now you get a free chocolate bar with your drink.'
Was this guy serious?
'Go on choose one. Or I'll have to choose one for you. I won't take no for an answer.'
'This must be my lucky day' said Ollie.
'Just choose one kid.'
He chose a snickers and put it in his pocket. He paid and took his burger.
'Wait a minute, there's one more thing.'
'Really,' said Ollie, 'I think you've given me enough.'
'Not quite,' said the guy behind the counter, 'you get a free death with your Snickers. Come and choose one.'
'No thanks,' he said and went for the door, but it wouldn't open. He pushed harder. It wouldn't move.
'Free death. Pick one. I won't take no for an answer.'
The guy was crazy.
'Just let me out please, the door's jammed.'
'Choose one kid. Accident, natural causes, murder or lucky dip.'
'I really have to go,' said Ollie.
'Come on choose one or I'll choose one for you. I won't take no for an answer.'
'No. How does this thing open?'
'Last chance kid. Accident, natural causes, murder or lucky dip.'
The door flew open and he nearly ended up face down on the pavement. He plucked out his keys and ran to the car. He didn't feel like his burger any more.
He reversed out of the parking lot and saw the guy from the take away stood in the doorway. What a jerk, As he sped away he heard him shouting something and he was pretty sure what he was shouting.
He began to sweat. Maybe it was hot in the car.
His arm began to tingle. Or maybe it was his imagination.
(C) Ally Atherton 2016