The Helmet : Friday Fictioneers

The Helmet

I went round to the back of the house.

When I was sure that nobody was looking, I let myself in and went straight upstairs.

The helmet was still there under a pile of stale old clothes in the corner of the little room.

I was tempted to try it on, but advances in forensic genetics meant it was no longer memorabilia but a distinct liability.

No one must discover what we did all those years ago.

I stuffed it hurriedly into the bag, zipped it up, and left as discretely as I had arrived.

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly Flash Fiction challenge curated by Rochelle Wisoff Fields. This weeks prompt is © Douglas M. Macilroy.

I’m so sorry my fellow Friday Fictioneerers, my cellular connection is so meagre that I am unable to read your stories until I get back next Monday from my travels in Scotland.


  1. rochellewisoff · June 9, 2016

    Dear Graham,

    Naturally I wonder what they did with that helmet all those years ago. Intriguing.



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  2. wmqcolby · June 9, 2016

    Hmmmmm. I can’t imagine any kind of sinister stuff done with a helmet, but it certainly makes it more intriguing that way. Nice work, Graham!

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  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) · June 9, 2016

    That pesky DNA… This one leave my imagination to go haywire with horrors.

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  4. gahlearner · June 9, 2016

    Criminals have such a hard life these days, tsk. Great story, and I, too, wonder what they did.

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  5. michael1148humphris · June 9, 2016

    DNA great stuff, he had better fill the helmet with cement and sink it deep in the ocean.🤔

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  6. Dale · June 10, 2016

    Yes… questions have been raised! Good one, Graham!

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  7. Sandra · June 10, 2016

    That’s a very topical take on the prompt, Graham. Memorabilia or forensic evidence? There’s many a villain now shifting uneasily in their homes now, I should think. Good one.

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    • Graham Lawrence · June 10, 2016

      Thanks Sandra!


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