Gratitude [3 minute flash fiction]
They walked to the edge of the old wooden bridge and stared down silently at the muddy water below. They looked at each other, smile and jumped, their hands clasped tightly together.
No witnesses to see them make their deadly leap. No witnesses to speculate about the why. They were there and then they were gone. The only sign that they were ever there were the ripples of water where they had gone under.
Two weeks later their bodies washed up on the riverbank several miles from the bridge. It was late at night and the only witnesses were the wolves who were grateful for the impromptu dinner buffet.
Thanks to Dan Mader, Unemployed Imagination, for the prompt/push.
II have to get this book. I dont have a kindle, and budget is tight, so as quickly as used books come out, my collection will begin. I still do it the old fashioned way.. hold the book in my hand. Can.t wait. I am so excited!! Maybe we could start a book exchange in the sandbox? I NEED to read this!! And your others.
ReplyDeleteWish I could price my print books lower but the Print-on-Demand is pricey. Sigh...and I had hoped to get this on audio but haven't gotten that done.
DeleteNow if you REALLY want to read it NOW, download the free reader apps from http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html?ie=UTF8&docId=1000493771 so you can read on your computer/tablet/phone.
wow! wasnt expecting that!
ReplyDeleteand love the finish! nice surprise dinner for the wolves!
I love it when a twist for the end comes to my mind...doesn't always work but this time it did. :)
DeleteThat's a killer ending, Donna. I was all set to be sad and woe-ish, and you've left me smiling. Very clever!
ReplyDeleteGlad I could give you a smile, Kern!
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