Last year, I read and throughly enjoyed Victor Gischler’s novel Go-Go Girls of the Apocalypse, so when I saw the author’s offer of a free short story, I jumped at it. The story, Duffers of the Apocalypse which originally appeared in Damn Near Dead: An Anthology of Geezer Noir came pdf format, so I sent it to my kindle to read.
The story starts on a golf course–hardly a place you’d expect someone to get himself killed, but there again, this is the perverse mind of Victor Gischler. And here’s a quote:
All three of us each had our own cart. Almost everyone in the retirement community surrounding the golf course had a cart, even those who didn’t play. It was a convenient way to get around, the golf course, the pool, the general store, community center, and Dotty’s the little bacon and egg diner almost out to the highway. Some people even took their carts to the Methodist church down the road a bit. Not me. God and I weren’t speaking.
The story is told by Roscoe Carter who’s retired from the army and now lives in an Oklahoma retirement community. Roscoe hangs out with his two buddies, Pete Dexter and shady Tony DeLuca, and the three men play a lot of golf until one day something goes wrong….
Thanks for the story, Victor. Isn’t the internet great?