This story by fellow author Lillian Duncan tells of a good guy, a really good guy, who stood before the Lord of heaven and found out just how good he had to be in order to enter heaven.
From time to time, I write flash fiction–whenever it flashes in my mind. Here’s my latest piece.
BUT HE WAS A GOOD PERSON…
Rocko Smith III was born a fortunate man.
One could even say born with a silver spoon in his hand.
But he was a good person.
He didn’t squander or waste.
Instead he did his best posthaste.
Unlike others in his class.
He didn’t party hard and fast.
He worked hard and did good deeds.
He truly was a good person but…
One bad choice he made.
Or should I say one good choice he didn’t make.
But he was a good person…
The car circled the public square for the third time. The Christmas lights sparkled and blinked merrily but Rocko wasn’t there for the decorations. His gaze went past the bright lights and peered into the shadows.
He tapped the driver’s shoulder. “Pull over, Jives.”
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