Ministry [100 Word Story]

When we knocked heads, my earbuds fell out. I’d emerged from my goth music cocoon. The heat and smell of the afternoon rush overwhelmed my senses and a face took up my full field of vision.

“You were looking down when I tried to hand you this,” he said.

I couldn’t focus.

“Are you okay?”

I was down on the greasy black sidewalk. He was crouched next to me, rubbing his head and smiling.

“Come sit over here,” he said. “What were you listening to?”

“The Mission. UK.”

“Your kidding.”

Christ is Light, the title of the pamphlet read.

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