Welcome! My contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction – 100 word story – hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
“Keep going,” Sam yelled. “We’ve got to save the town.”
The line of stones shifted, some tumbled into the water. Sam’s gang worked hard to shore up the defences. The deadline was five o’clock.
White froth tipped over the stones and cascaded into their safe haven.
Billy cried. “It’s too hard, Sam. Can’t we stop?”
Sam threw a stone on the heap and looked at his watch. “Okay. We’ll call it day. Me Ma said be back in time for tea.”
The troop of boys, their feet sodden, left the pile of pebbles in the middle of the stream and trudged home.