Flash! Fiction 3 by Peter McMillan - HTML preview

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Removed.

How? He’s gotta be a half-mile away.

Easy. Remote control. I can make him hop onto the railing then fling himself off the bridge.

Why would you do that? He could be killed.

Nobody’s gonna die today. There’s a net. All I’m gonna do is send the old guy over the edge.

What if the net doesn’t—

It will.

So what’s the miracle?

Ever hear the story of Legion—the Gadarene devils—the herd of swine run off the cliff into the sea?

No.

Didn’t your parents send you to Sunday school?

My adopted parents are— Hey! Look! The old man’s falling. There’s another … and another. There are two together, a man and a woman, holding hands.

All possessed … obviously.

Oh God, look! They’re hitting the water. But you said—