Flash Fiction #46 – The Plan



The old women clamor 

during the bingo game. 

Someone’s breaking into the homes of old women 

and raping them; 

law enforcement isn’t doing a thing about it. 

“Don’t worry,” 

says raspy-voiced Mrs. Pembleton. 

“I have a plan.”

The rover can’t believe his luck. 

So many windows open. 

Stupid old women. Making it easy. 

He crawls into an open window, 

unaware it will be his last. 

“Why so quiet?” 

asks Al, the bingo caller the next bingo night. 

The old women exchange glances; 

not a word is said.

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