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Trading Bleeders


Detectives Laura Kimber and Nathan Chambers

Thanksgiving had a different meaning when Detectives Laura Kimber and Nathan Chambers were trading bleeders. One was a stabbing and the other was a shooting. The day of giving thanks would never be the same again for the family living at 25 Coleman Street Apartment 10B.

It was a perfect-picture domestic from the kitchen of that run down building. A 72 year old visiting grandfather coming from North Carolina found himself stretched across a roach worn linoleum floor. Blood leaking from .22 caliber holes in his stomach. Undigested turkey stuffing leaked from his mouth as words got caught in that mess.

It started with an argument that progressed into a point where a son-in-law was stabbed and left on the living room floor, and a daughter shooting her father twice in the kitchen.

The son in law died ten minutes after his father in law, but their was no rule supporting the Bible's eye for an eye clause. The panic was hidden in fear as the gathered family looked more shocked then anything else. Two family members who were guaranteed not to make it to next year's Thanksgiving gathering.

While trying to wrap up that violent domestic there was another call that came over the wire. A twenty-five year old black female drove her friend to a blighted section of the city to buy some drugs to give thanks for the mighty high they would experience instead got robbed and shot in the heads by desperate addicts looking to fulfill their thanksgiving.

Kimber looked at Chambers and said, “you go, or me?”

Chambers knew that he would rather be home watching football and spending time with his family didn't reply.


“Okay, I'll go.”

Almost like a script Nathan Chambers moved stage right, where a team of white smocked technicians moved in, struggling to repair the stabbed and the shot.

“Call me if you need me,” Kimber said.

“Okay Laura,” Nathan replied as he realized he just traded a set of bleeders for another set.


Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on December 02, 2017:

Genna East its always good to see you

Genna East from Massachusetts, USA on December 02, 2017:

So good to see you, Frank. I agree with Bill -- "reading about your characters is like a homecoming." Welcome home. :-)

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 30, 2017:

Good to see you too Flourish thanks for visiting this page

FlourishAnyway from USA on November 29, 2017:

So glad you’re back, my friend. Love the gritty flash fiction.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 29, 2017:

Manatita thanks for the visit... good seeing you bro

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 29, 2017:

Thanks Eric for stopping by my friend

manatita44 from london on November 29, 2017:

Hey Bro.

You're back. Gritty and strong piece for Thanksgiving, but yes, nothing stops life from going on. Great stuff!!

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on November 29, 2017:

Could it be that I have known Laura and Nathan for four years now? However long they seem like old friends. Thank you for letting us have a peek into their lives.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 29, 2017:

Thank you so much Annart

Ann Carr from SW England on November 29, 2017:

An all action, all pulsing story, Frank! You never fail to deliver.


Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 29, 2017:

I like that... cracking from the beginning... thanks for visiting

Hari Prasad S from Bangalore on November 28, 2017:

Cracking from the beginning. A snapshot on people living on the edge. Great read frank. Thanks.

- hari

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 28, 2017:

Yes clive everyone celebrates differently.. good to see you buddy...

Clive Williams from Jamaica on November 28, 2017:

That's just one messed up family...quite violent on thanksgiving. Poor Turkey.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on November 28, 2017:

Good seeing you Bill Holland :), and Happy Holidays.. just been so busy..

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on November 28, 2017:

Welcome back, buddy. Reading about your characters is like a homecoming of sorts. Don't be a stranger so long, okay?

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