I wrote this for this week’s Friday Fictioneers led by Rochelle A 100 word (or so) story based on the photo prompt below. Come join us!
I thought, this time, I’d write something before I read anything else written.
Everyone heard her shouting. All up and down the block they gathered. Hauntingly hovered darkness over the neighborhood.
“I won’t hear from your lips again!” she hollered. “Not another word that you say!”
I was a young boy then. Listening safely, from my bed, to this ruckus in the night. Hoping her husband would say something. Anything.
Everything in the world was silent. Then came the sound of her old red Mustang screeching down our street.
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