Leah Nice Guy and the Honest Man

Photo by Takahiro Sakamoto on Unsplash

*I wrote this flash fiction for round 3 of a NYC Midnight flash fiction contest. I was assigned random parameters: the story had to be a romantic comedy, take place at a concert, and include hair dye. It had to be less than 1,000 words and written in 48 hours. Enjoy!

I first met your grandmother one frosty night in Camden, 1979, when my mate Rob invited me out to Dingwalls for a couple drinks. He had told…