#98 – Jazz

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“Hey, Gramps!  This ain’t your skate park, bro!”

The old man brushed his jacket sleeves and sat.  He smiled as the gang slowly circled around him.

“This ain’t no tea shop, old timer” the largest boy snarled.  “Can you hear me?!”

The boy reached out to flick the stereo off but the old man raised his palm.  His head was nodding to the beat.

Fingers padded at the keys of a trumpet.  The gang shifted on their heels as the old man lifted the instrument to his lips.

A knife gleamed.

A knife fell.

The party lasted all night.

(c) Tim Austin 2016.  Image by Matteo Paganelli.

Today’s story title was suggested by the wonderful Ian Sutherland, author of the bestselling thriller Invasion of Privacy.  You can follow him on Twitter @iansuth  Thanks Ian!

As ever, if you’ve a title idea, pop it in the comments to this story or tweet it to me @timaustin2k.

See you tomorrow for “Election”!

 

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