Monday, January 21, 2013

Jen DeSantis Week 31: Bicycle Man

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Jen DeSantis’ Choice: 1

Title: Bicycle Man

I don’t know. Maybe it was the way he rode. Every day, lazily pedaling up and down the same tree-lined drive.

He possessed the air of a man without care for time, without a thought of worry. He’d sniff the breeze with a half smile crinkling his tanned and wrinkled face. Up close, his face looked like a piece of dried-out leather in need of a good oil. But from far away, from the benches that lined his street, he looked all soft edges and gentle touches.

I bet his hands were sandpaper rough.

Anyway, he was just so damn aloof. People waved to him, even little kids, but it was like he couldn’t see them. The old goat probably thought he was too good for them, even the babies. Him and his stupid bicycle.

And his stupid, fucking half smile that he never shared with anyone. He saved it for the air, for the sunshine. As though the little people who walked the street with him weren’t worthy of it.

Well, it was time he took a fall.

And I was just the man to help him down a few rungs.


Jennifer DeSantis is a Horror and Paranormal Author and host of the #FridayPictureShow. She lives near Philly with her family. In her spare time is an aspiring ninja.



  1. This is really, really good. I love how you constructed the sentences and how you ended the story with the last line. Great job! :D

    1. Thanks so much! I actually started out the story with something far less sinister in mind. But the narrative sort of wound its own way to the darker side. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. Thanks so much for reading.

  2. Lovely stuff. I have to echo JB's thoughts on the structure of it and the language...