Cars – Friday Fictioneers

AnElephantCant believe it
He is tearing out his hair
He is steadily being ousted
By the upstart C.E. Ayr

Sound Bite Fiction

I have some news to share here
which I’ll explain anon
but before that let me tell you
AnElephant is gone

so now I must inform you
I suffer from an affliction
I’m a compulsive writer
of what I call Sound Bite Fiction

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, to whom I owe a huge debt of gratitude.
The idea is to write a story of around 100 words inspired by the picture below.

© Jean L. Hays

Cars

It is almost dark when they appear.
I am walking along the old moor road, far from home.
I know from the roar of their engines that they are the Killie Boys.
Our sworn enemies.
I start to run.
I know that they have already seen me from the high point.
I turn down a dirt track, my feet flying, my breath gasping.
I know, as they…

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