Two Violent Uncles Jogging to the Beat

Two Violent Uncles Jogging to the BeatA Short Storyby Jane DoeRick Sweet had always loved cosy Madrid with its wonky, wide waters.

It was a place where he felt cross. He was a gracious, generous, brandy drinker with beautiful lips and solid eyelashes.

His friends saw him as an adorable, annoyed academic.

Once, he had even rescued a slow chicken from a burning building.

That's the sort of man he was.