The shades

A short man and his child were crossing the desert. The boy carried a fistful of streamers, tickling his ankles with colours of home; the man, a pack bursting with biscuits and water.

Soon they met a woman, stooped in shadow. “Water,” she beseeched, hands outstretched. “Food.” The man feared thirst, but his conscience more. He reached for a canteen. But it was empty, and the next, and no crumb remained. When he turned back, the woman was licking her lips, rubbing her stomach.

***

The short man and the boy went on across the desert, carrying nothing but colours now.

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2 thoughts on “The shades

  1. Hi,

    Good to see you’re writing again. We enjoy reading the stories when we’re able to get on line.

    Paul and Janis

    07880840770

    >________________________________ > From: V for vignette >To: paul.smy@btinternet.com >Sent: Thursday, 1 May 2014, 10:03 >Subject: [New post] The shades > > WordPress.com >Laura posted: “A short man and his child were crossing the desert. The boy carried a fistful of streamers, tickling his ankles with colours of home; the man, a pack bursting with biscuits and water.Soon they met a woman, stooped in shadow. “Water,” she beseeched, hands ” >

    • That’s nice, thanks for saying so! How are you both? David says you’re having a great time and still in France, I think?

      The last post has your mobile number in, let me know if you want me to delete it.

      x

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