Friday Fictioneers – You Don’t Mess Around With Gym

(No Author’s Note! Enjoy things!)

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© J. Hardy Carroll

You Don’t Mess Around With Gym

by Miles H. Rost

“Hey, James! Roster’s up!”

James Barclay slapped his gloves on the canvas and sauntered over. His bruised eye looked it over.

“Bugs Jacobs again?! I put him flat 2 weeks ago.”

“He’s persistent,” Marti replied.

“He’s a flippin’ pest.”

Marti grinned, her smile as bright as her hair was. She strutted to the canvas and gave it a slap.

“Wanna practice what you did to him last time?”

James chuckled, as he wrapped his arms around her.

“When I married you, I didn’t think you’d be so bloodthirsty.”

“Well, folks know not to mess around with James.”

“Except you.”

Marti winked.

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19 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – You Don’t Mess Around With Gym

  1. Great story. My only problem is with the sentence: Marti grinned, her smile as bright as her hair was. You don’t need the ‘was’ on the end. It just makes the sentence awkward. Loved the dynamic between the two.

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