Friday, July 3, 2015

The Beholder

Photo property of Jean L. Hays

Joseph “Joey Bones” Giabone stepped from his Town Car onto the sand-swept roadside. His son, Joey Jr. stood nearby, pointing excitedly.

Joey Sr. gazed with a befuddled expression at the rusty, garishly-painted hulks. “And I am to understand for this you abandoned business school and exhausted the bulk of your trust fund?”

“It’s called avant garde art, Papa. Isn’t it wondrous?”

Sighing, Joey placed a hand on his bodyguard’s shoulder, and whispered sotto voce, “Chastise the boy but bring him home alive, eh?”

He climbed back into his car, giving not a second thought to his son’s latest foolhardy endeavor.

This story was written for the weekly Friday Fictioneers flash fiction photo prompt.