#55WordChallenge : The Fence – Part 17

The old woman smiled. A far younger woman stepped out of her. “I’ll take you to Alice.”

“Who are you?”

“Cynthia. Your grandmother.”

I followed her along a walkway, beside a road. It started to rain as we walked. She pulled an umbrella from her waist and began to run. “Quickly, Flint! The horde comes!”

55 words
@LurchMunster


This is part 17 of the serial story I’m working on for Lisa McCourt Hollar‘s #55WordChallenge flash fiction challenge. Please, go read all the other entries in the challenge this week. It’s flat amazing what gifted writers can say in just 55 words.

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