Tails flicked back and forth, causing underwater eddies that swirled the surface. Uriah flipped a pebble into the water, watching the koi scatter and twirl, their bright colors flashing in the sunlight.
Officer Kennedy called out to him. “Uriah, I’m here.”
Uriah looked up at the man who had comforted him, eyes dead. “I can’t leave them.”
Officer Kennedy shook his head. “They wouldn’t want this, Uriah.”
“We’ll never know.” He looked at the fish, their red and white colors reminding him of when he found his family. “This was my parents favorite spot.”
“Goodbye, Officer Kennedy.” The gunshot tore through the quiet of the pond.
Word Count: 108
Friday Fictioneers time again. Every Wed. we receive a prompt from Rochelle for that Friday. The challenge is to create a story in 100 words or less (although a few extra words won’t be held against you 🙂 ). Follow the link and read some great stories. Nearly 100 people take part every week, so you’re sure to find something to tickle your fancy. It is open to everyone, so feel free to write your own and join in the fun! This weeks prompt is the picture above, donated to the cause by Douglas M. MacIlroy.
Happy Reading and Writing!