A Wink and a White Fence

Flash Fiction

They’d be lying if they said they didn’t know. They knew and they lied often.

The marching band spent one day in front of Tadley’s Groceries and suddenly had the nicest uniforms in the state. 

They knew.

Sometimes, quietly, very quietly, they said his cars were ostentatious or they worried about an ulterior motive for a more-than-generous tip for an attrac…