Ironic that they named me “Mercy.” Am I supposed to show mercy or ask for it? They never told me.
Tomorrow I will sentence Slade for grand theft. I’ve accepted his modest gratuity.
Thing is, I’d already decided to go easy on him anyway. No harm, no foul, I figure.
Steve Legomsky is a former mathematician; Washington University law professor specializing in immigration, refugees, and human rights; and Chief Counsel of the immigration services agency in the Obama Administration. He has had visiting research or teaching appointments in twelve countries and has published three scholarly books (Oxford University Press and West Academic); numerous academic journal articles; one novel, “The Picobe Dilemma” (Booklocker.com, 2017); and short stories in The Ravens Perch, Fewer than 500, the Broadkill Review (forthcoming January 2021), Idle Ink (forthcoming Nov. 7, 2020), and Offcourse. Steve lives in St. Louis and loves his family, children, animals, and the Red Sox.
“Overturned!” cried the judges. “You’re free!”
Our first tram ride home in years echoed with their warning that we remember this mercy should we ever catapult into power.
We didn’t. After the coup, we scorched our enemies out of dirt and mind.
Of course, the judges had to go, too.
Evan McMurry’s fiction has been published in more than one dozen journals, including Post Road, Euphony, Arcturus, Oddville Press, Lotus-Eater Magazine, Palaver, Mulberry Fork Review and more. His story “Nothing Kinky” won the New Millennium Fiction Prize, and his story “Nixon in Heaven” won Exposition Review’s Flash Fiction contest. “The Fall of Rabbi Gold” was selected as a finalist for the Al-Simāk Award for Fiction from the Chicago Review of Books.
Kinny stormed inside. He threw aside the briefcase, turned on the TV – “…was acquitted on all counts…” – and strode into his study.
He admired his model city.
But it was time for some development.
He widened highways and crushed the courthouse.
“…news just in of the sudden implosion of downtown’s…”
Joey thinks some people should play with models instead of screwing up the real world.
Survivors and the families of lost loved ones gathered en masse to gaze at the blue lights the city had erected.
They cannot forget. In the same way, they will not forgive, either. “We will seek justice,” they chant together.
With that, the plan is hatched. Retribution will be theirs.
Kim Smyth is a freelance writer who loves to blog about life in general and alternative health. She lives in a quiet suburb of Fort Worth, Texas, with her hubby and two adorable Shorkies. Find her at kimsmyth.org and kimmy1563.wordpress.com.
You see these small roadside memorials occasionally. This one was a white cross with silk flowers tattered by blowing rains, a frayed ribbon, a dog’s collar.
She was Abby. Her dog was Rex.
The drunk, just out of rehab, was leaving another bar, squinting woozily as I pulled the trigger.
Jim Purdy is a retired engineering manager who lives in Oregon and spends his day with his faithful dog who never gives him disparagement. She wags her tail as he reads her whatever he has just written.
The jury started to walk out one by one, ready to deliver their verdict. Their eyes were straight ahead, their expressions were clueless.
They did their duty to the letter of the law, and they had to abide by that law.
That is what law is all about.
Fred Hernandez reads and writes, and writes and reads. He has one published e-book, Yukon Tenderfoot.
Two minutes later, the car was on fire.
“That’ll teach him,” grinned Jeff, phone to ear again.
“He’s cryin’!” laughed Turk from the other end, “Bet he wishes he paid up now!”
“Not so cocky without his precious blue Civic, is he?”
“Green Civic, dude. Green. The blue one’s mine!”
MCM is the author of The Pig and the Box and TorrentBoy: Zombie World, as well as the creator of the animated series RollBots. He is working towards certification for his insanity.