“This is a good place to camp, Dallas. Let’s stop here.”
“We could keep hiking and find some place less rocky, Grant. We’ve got another good hour of daylight.”
“Listen brother-in-law, I’m not as young as I used to be. Let’s rest here tonight.”
Dallas laughed. “That’s ex-brother-in-law to you. Julie and I have been divorced a year now.”
Grant pulled off his backpack and started rummaging around inside. “You know Julie called me the other day.”
Dallas had taken off his backpack and was getting out his sleeping bag. “You can’t believe everything she says, Grant.”
“She said she didn’t get those bruises from falling down the stairs like you told me.”
Dallas looked up at Grant and froze. “Hey, you don’t need that.”
Grant aimed the .357 magnum at Dallas’ face. “You’re never going to hurt my sister again. No one knows we were going camping together. They’ll never find your body way out here.”
I wrote this for the FFfAW Challenge-Week of June 6, 2017 hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to use the photo above as an inspiration to create a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long with 150 being the ideal. My word count is 156.
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