My Grammar Games Submission
“Yeah,” John Ward said, “the games are great, but I can’t help but feel that there are better fights out there.”
j.s.lamb gave him a dubious look and then went back to staring at all of the crows. Their box seats gave them a great view of the coliseum floor and served as home for their long running commentary about everything that was wrong in the world.
“Lots of dead down there. Those crows will eat well today,” j.s.lamb said.
“You and your crows. Always going on about the crows,” John complained. “Get over it already. I’m telling you, we’re missing out on the good stuff. You know what this place needs? A live feed. Someone to go around and announce all of the fights that are happening as they occur. That way you could figure out which fights you want to watch instead of having to rely on the people around you telling you which ones were good.”
John wiped his shoulder in frustration. Then, he looked over at Ryan Luikens and said, “If you try to slap that Green Heart on me one more time, I swear to…”
He never had a chance to finish the thought though because that was when the dead started to rise.
Lon Shapiro, here’s my entry for your Grammar Games anthology. I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve conscripted j.s.lamb and Ryan Luikens into my story. I did this without asking them before hand, but they seem to be pretty easy going guys. Hopefully, they will be able to play along as well.