The Friday Fictioneer is perfect for my short story goal to write on Friday when I’m drawing a blank. I started an entire story then realized it needed to be 100 words or less and did some major editing. Happy Friday guys!
It was Betty’s chore to walk up the hill. No one suspects a child because all the children played on the mountainside. The fire was dying under the copper kettles and tubing but she arrived in time to toss more kindling over the dying flame. Feeling accomplished she watched the flame roar back to life.
Betty looked over the mountainside and noticed glowing fires were being extinguished. She knew this meant the fire that she just brought back to life now has to be extinguished. Working quickly she could hear dogs coming and hid. Moonshining was an illegal family business.