Vince scattered the tattered remains of his life on the river walk, everyday, for thirty odd years at the crack of dawn.
He was never fined for littering. In fact, a police officer simply watched him from above. His name was Angel and he was not his father's son...
Many faces, from countless places, sometimes picked up the one-hundred dollar bills he'd thrown down.
At night, Vince collected what reminded and burned it, scattering the ashes on the capitol's doorsteps.
On the thirty first day of the twelfth month, the anniversary of WWIII, he shot himself.
Hail Godless America!
Richard Charles Davidson over 9 years ago
Good one, Olivia. Sad. Also, you might want to edit remind into remained. You're writing always amazes!
Horrorshow over 9 years ago
Wow, there is a lot going on in this one, Olivia; really interesting drabble. Very good stuff indeed.
Horrorshow over 9 years ago
Congrats as well on reaching fifty drabbles! :-)
Brandon Sutton over 9 years ago
This drabble is very interesting, with the many different events and mental states at play. Great drabble!
op ruoho over 9 years ago
Awesome! The ending surprised me. =)
Christopher Angel over 9 years ago
Can't help thinking there's a movie in this drabble. Really good. Made me decide to follow you.