This is a unique flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. .This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! Get creative and have fun finishing the story!
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‘Where did they go?’
Darcy didn’t have the answer to that question.
She could make up a story to tell her children as they trudged along the single track path to the ruins in the distance. The red dusty brickwork lent itself to visions of cowboy westerns, rifles at the ready, men defending their stance behind walls that crumbled under a bombardment from the enemy.
She could tell Brian and James about the War that had been fought here; a hard, bitter battle that ended with many, many casualties. Women and men fought side by side, to retain their freedom, to be allowed to live their frugal lives scratching a living from earth that was reluctant to nurture the seedlings they had sown in the spring.
‘Mum, mum,’ Brian tugged on her sleeve. ‘Can we eat our sandwiches when we get there?’
Seven year old twins thought more of their stomachs rather than history.
Word count: 150