Friday Fictioneers : The train to nowhere

PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr

PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr


 

Lee spooned more beans into his mouth, the juice running down his stubbled chin. He cuffed it away with his palm. ‘Where you going?’

‘Nowhere,’ said Tim, nibbling the last of the bread he’d stolen from home.

Lee smelt bad, his clothes stained with ragged circles where something had spilt and dried. ‘Runaway?’

His eyes were small, crusted at the corners, but the kindest Tim had seen since he’d walked out a week before. Tim nodded.

Another freight train clunked past, the stink of diesel mixing with woodsmoke.

‘Want some advice?’ said Lee. ‘Go home while you still have one.’

 


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. See the photo and write a tale in 100 words or fewer. See here to join in and to read the other, terrific contributions.

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50 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : The train to nowhere

    1. I think he probably did, Mike. I think his problems at home were ordinary teen ones that could be worked through. Thank you and thanks for reading 🙂

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  1. To the point, in fact to the bare minimum point. You bring the flash in flash fiction. I second that. So much story packed into so few words. Entertainment as well as as enlightenment galore in your stories, Lynn.

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  2. I have finally exhausted all my superlatives.
    This is as good as everything you write.
    As Sandra wisely says, it is the detail that makes your stories so powerful.

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