AK-47 Doorbells


“Are you sure that’s Sarah’s?”

“Of course. Her parents have had my parents over hundreds of times.”

“Then why didn’t we just call? We could have went up the drive and walked in through the front door.”

“There is no front driveway… at least not for cars. It’s on an island, stupid.”

“So what’s in their driveway?”

“There have four helipads from which to disembark. And armed doormen to assist you with your luggage.”

“Being the daughter of a multi-billionaire recluse must suck.”

“That’s why we’re assisting her with her night-on-the-town.”

“Yeah, if we can get passed the AK-47 doorbells?”

Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Requirements: Using the photo prompt provided create a 200 words (or less) flash fiction piece.


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