Friday Fictioneers – February 27, 2018 – Photo by J Hardy Carroll
“Tommy sent me,” I said without a smile as I stared into his eyes.
“Alright, son. Knock yourself out.”
He threw a pair of gloves at me with a look that said he had no faith in me. I put them on slowly, trying not to show that I was shaking. Lifting the ropes, I got in the ring and waited to see who my opponent would be. Then, there she was. They sent in a girl. The fight was over right when it started. I hesitated and she knocked me out.
“Next,” he yelled and it was over. (99 words)