Alastair’s Photo Fiction – The Innocence of Youth

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The ranch stood seemingly alone amidst the vast plains of Bohawk County. The Potemkins over at the saw mill were the closest thing they had to a neighbour. Five year old Millrace Jefferson and his family had only moved here the previous summer. He hated it.

What he hated most of all was not knowing what was going on in the large stone barn.

“Keep out Millrace. This ain’t your concern” he’d be told.

Cogs clanking. Wheels turning. Noise. Strange noises. He could hear it all. He needed to know what was going on. One evening his mother was out. His little brother asleep. This was his chance.

Sneaking across the yard he saw cattle going in. Through a crack in the wall he spotted his father. The cattle were falling to the ground. Bloody carcasses hung from hooks. Millrace was horrified.

He knew his father was a butcher. He didn’t know this is where he made his meat.

This is my entry into this week’s Photo Fiction challenge on Alastair’s WordPress siteThe picture is copyright of http://kattermonran.com/

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14 thoughts on “Alastair’s Photo Fiction – The Innocence of Youth

      1. Alastair

        ME too 🙂 I don’t look at a picture and think of a story I could add to it. I add the picture and then think of a story like everyone else does 🙂

  1. Penny L Howe

    Good one, A five year old’s perspective with that view in mind would be gruesome indeed! But curiosity will usually win out. Very well written Paul! 🙂

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  2. julespaige

    Akin to the first time you realize your parents aren’t superheros. I know some folks who told their two year old (when they had to make frequent hospital visits for friends and family) that they were going to the doctor’s house. I really enjoyed the child’s perspective.

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