Finally, I made to the Friday Fictioneers again! A bit late, I know, but I have missed the prompts from our fearless leader, Rochelle. Our rainy prompt this week was taken by her as well. Check out all the other stories here.
“Only one hundred words?”
“Dunno, but she said if you want top of the screen, keep it short.”
Calvin looked out at the pools of light scattered among the cars. She knew what the darkness hid, what she would find when she went down to join the hive of police, EMTs and press. How could she describe that in one hundred words?
She knew what the editor wanted, one lurid headline and a short, pithy description. Calvin didn’t want to do it, simplifying that loss of life.
“C’mon, Vin, you only have two words left.”