This is another story that was written for a particular anthology that unfortunately didn't make the cut. The original publisher I submitted this to had called for a were-creature story that didn't involve werewolves and took place in an urban setting. It took me about a week to come up with a satisfying story, and only a few hours to write this piece of flash fiction. I wish it had been longer but the story didn't call for it. I still feel that there's more to be told in this world, but as it is the story stands as it is.
Are Marshal and Monty just crazy bums or is there something more to these vagrants then alcohol induced hysteria? To find out read "Little Changes" in Monster Gallery at Amazon.com