The Write Time

I remember the time you stepped on a shell and your big toe burst open all bloody.

‘That’s your fault’ you spat at me, as Mum bent to nurse your wound. ‘I’m sorry’ I said, confused.

You said it again with a mouthful of teeth, your bike strewn on the pavement behind you. ‘I’m sorry’ I told you again, and again and what felt like a thousand times more.

You gave me that look on the night the police came to our house. You didn’t have to say the words, and I didn’t say sorry.

You had it coming.

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Word count: 99 words

PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal

Hello Friday Fictioneers! It’s been a while as I’ve let life take over – but I’m back to my desk, and hopefully my WIP, and delighted to have a bit of time for FF! Now I’ll try to read as many as I can before school’s out!

Not heard of Friday Fictioneers? It’s a weekly writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The idea is to write a short story (just 100 words) based on the photo prompt provided.

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Thanks for reading x