Flash Fiction: A Christmas Resolution
A Christmas Resolution Three minutes to midnight.
I'd spent the year trying to stay off the big man's list. Or at least keep on the right side. Sure, I robbed that old lady—I needed the cash, but I did put 12 percent of my take in the church offering box. Heck, even the Good Book doesn't say how much to give, just that you should.
Two minutes to midnight.…
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