AnElephantCant tell you how excited he is
It is Wednesday Fictioneer time again
Please don’t be confused
He just tries to amuse
With this happy tale about goats in the garden
Actually, as you well know, it is Friday Fictioneer time.
We enter the domain of the Empress Rochelle, who graciously permits our feeble offerings to be laid at her feet.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on a picture prompt (below).
He studies the reports until his eyes ache.
He calls in favours, offers bribes and threats, begs and buys information from police and local press.
Finally he understands the man who attacked his daughter.
And all the other young girls.
He calculates where he will strike next.
He waits and watches.
He sees a man emerge from the shadows and moves quickly.
But not quickly enough.
The blow to his knee drops him to the ground.
They surround him, bats in hand.
The next blow renders him unconscious, so he never hears the words.
‘He won’t ever harm another child.’