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What Price Safety? – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is here.  Our hostess, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields has chosen quite the interesting photo supplied by Mary Shipman.  So many directions one could go in with this one, don’t you think?  Oh?  You have your own version to add?  Please do!  We participants love reading others’ takes on these photo prompts!  Click on the blue frog for the hows and wheres and whatnots!

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© Mary Shipman

© Mary Shipman

Genre:  Fiction

Word Count:  100

What Price Safety?

She refused to show her fear to her two small children, smiling brightly, holding their hands tightly.

“This way please, Ma’am.”

They followed the man into the seemingly endless warehouse, eyes wide in wonder.

“What is this place, Mum?” asked the oldest.

Before she could answer, the man did.  “It is a place for new beginnings, Lad. No more living on the streets for you.”

They looked to her for confirmation, hope in their eyes.

She nodded yes. “We will live in the back apartment and take care of the store.”

Her body was a small price for their safety.

 

 

 

75 thoughts on “What Price Safety? – Friday Fictioneers

    • Awww thanks, Tammy! I’m doing great, for sure. Today was quite the initiation! Will definitely try to post about it this Sunday!

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  1. Another argument for women getting a good education. There’s always some lowlife waiting to prey on the poor and scared. I hope she finds a way out soon. Well written, Dale. You took us with that poor woman and her children. —- Suzanne

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