Friday Fictioneers – Soul Searching

ff011014Suspicious eyes locked in as I approached. Those with almost nothing scrambled to protect what little they had. Tethered dogs snapped and snarled as I made my way through the shifting shadows. Between the last tent and the stream a skewered rat dripped its bloody, warm juices over an open fire. I should have been shocked, but I wasn’t any more.

‘Have you seen a girl, about 5’2″, short, red hair,’ I said.

‘Ain’t seen nuttin’ mister. Nobody round here seen nuttin’. Best you gets goin’,’ came the reply.

It seemed hopeless, but I’d never give up looking.

I just needed to say I was sorry.


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

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