By G. W. Thomas
hit the SEND key with a finality that seemed almost surreal. Ten years of psychotic
killers, cheating hubbies, alien invasions, criminals caught and uncaught, monsters,
housewives, Santa Clauses, leprechauns and New Year's celebrations. Ten years.
73,000 minutes, 1217 hours, 50+ days of his life
Made a lot of friends, not
so much money.
waited. A little anti-climactic. No explosions. No ten-ton ACME weights falling
with deadly force. FLASHSHOT ends not with a bang, not even a whimper.
a last slurp of coffee, as he turns to the headlines on Yahoo and a thought, what
adventure will I turn to now?
G. W. Thomas