Blood Bank

Silver City Quarterly Review

Summer 2018

Blood Bank
by EJ Randolph

Pierre strode down the sidewalk in his black suit. A brisk breeze blew, and he felt good. He breathed in deep. Ah, the warm scent of human blood.

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This story has gone through a revision for submission to a flash fiction contest. In the audio track, they sent me, an actor reads this story.  He did a good job. The title is now It’s Finally Night. I shortened some of the story because it was for a flash fiction contest. Listen to this at:

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