It’s once more time for the weekly photo prompt exercise known as the Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Madison Woods and all of her generous photo contributors, a lucky group of us get the chance to read, or write our own 100 word stories based on the prompt. Mine is below the picture, the link to find the other stories or directions for adding your’s is below.
Poised near the alley, she was determined to find the bitch who took her kids and make her pay. So what if she used a little meth, drank now and then and dated, that didn’t give that social worker the right to take her babies! Was it her fault the brats missed school, or that the boy couldn’t stay on his feet when she smacked him? He needed to toughen up.
When the wind flung sand in her face, she threw up a hand, but it wasn’t enough to stop the onslaught. The debris gained mass and speed, cutting her exposed flesh as her feet left the ground. The last thing she saw was the women’s face peering out the window as she thanked her guardian.