Friday Fictioneers – The Wheels of Justice


You always knew when Freddie Bauman was nearby. You didn’t need to hear his high pitched croaky voice or catch a glimpse of that thinning red hair; see his bright yellow boneshaker and he wouldn’t be far away.

The widow Henningshaw robbery shocked the community. A bright yellow bike was spotted fleeing the scene. The ugly mob surrounding Freddie’s house wasn’t in the mood to debate the evidence. His guilt had been already been decided.

Five miles outside town the stranger grinned as he inspected his bounty. The Greyhound arrived and he was gone. In the nearby weeds his recently acquired bright yellow bike lay abandoned.

This is my entry into this weeks 100 word challenge over at Friday Fictioneers

26 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Wheels of Justice

  1. kz

    great story, the injustice kinda makes me furious. it’s so easy for people to jump into conclusions. poor Freddie Bauman.

  2. rochellewisoff

    Dear Paul,

    A different take on the prompt. I really enjoyed it that he had a boneshaker. I could hear that in my head. But poor Freddie, perhaps a more muted color than yellow would’ve been better. Nice one.



    1. paulmclem Post author

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  3. steph

    Framed by his boneshaker – what a great word. Great story. People love to jump to conclusions, evidence, or lack thereof be damned.


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