Waking early, I slip out the back door. Invisibility is my goal. I never steal too much, only enough.
Receiving a good price for my trinkets, I return to the abandoned house. Mom’s smile turns to a frown as she struggles to sit. From my backpack, I retrieve the medicine I bought with the money I made and watch as she swallows.
She’s not been the same since my dad left.
There is no time to dwell on the past, the now is about survival.
Before I sleep, I cry out into the unknown.
“Please, give her one more day.”
“Friday Fictioneers” is a weekly challenge by Rochelle Wisoff Fields. The challenge is to write a story using only 100 words in response to a photo prompt. The photo was taken by Sandra Crook. It has been a lot of fun to join in with this fantastic and encouraging group of writers! Other stories can be found here.