The Tortoise

Tonight I would do it. I’d creep out and never come back. I glanced out of the window at the shadows, the moon a silver hole.


‘Are you doing your homework?’ came the screech, and I gritted my teeth. After it went quiet I waited, and then slipped downstairs. The front door squeaked, so I edged out like a tortoise. Once I was outside I became the hare, leaping and twisting.


After I’d raced around the park the sense of doom crashed in. I had go back to give Mum her meds. I had to be the tortoise again, maybe forever.

#FLASHFICTION101 January 2021 SHORTLISTED ENTRY


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