Stark Against the Sky (flash fiction)
Stark against the sky. Memories echoing, Travis watched the branches.
“We have to let you go,” Charlie said.
“Thirtyseven years here, that’s all you got to say?” Travis roared.
“What did you say?” The surprised man in the SUV. Stopped at a gas station last night and here was Travis holding a gun at his open window.
Stirring in the backseat. The dog and Travis stared quizzically.
Slammed backward, thudded on asphalt. A blast, hot pain in his shoulder. The SUV’s door slammed shut, vehicle roared off.
He ran into countryside and day’s heat. Finally, the stark tree.
Friday Fictioneers prompt given by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. For other stories inspired by this photo, click here.
Photo from Scott Vanatter with permission and copyright Indira.
Story copyright Dave Williams