Friday Fictioneers rides again–and I get to play this week 🙂 As always, we are led by Rochelle–I do believe leading the roundup is much like the photo below! (especially as we try to keep our stories at 100 words) Thanks to Sandra for the photo this week; and be sure to check out her story and all the others HERE.
“Oh no, no,” Sandy mumbled as she looked at the open gate. And the empty pen beyond. Not a sheep in sight.
“No, oh no, no,” she chanted again as she turned south to scan the pastures. Hoping that the sheep were wandering back to the grassland her dad had brought them in from for shearing.
Sandy had fed them last night, but she hurried, needing to get to the dance. Christina wasn’t going to hog Jason again. She hadn’t checked the lock.
And now the sheep were gone.
“Ooooh, no, no no!” she moaned as she trudged back to the house.