Two Violent Uncles Jogging to the Beat

Two Violent Uncles Jogging to the Beat
A Short Story
by Jane Doe
Rick 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.