Police – from Pixabay.com
Harry was too old to run. He could only watch from the escalator. His voice shaking, he radioed for back-up. Dear God, let them hurry.
(135 characters)
Written for Kat’s weekly Twittering Tales Challenge. Sorry this is a bit grim – my mind is full of the horrible events in the news around the world at the moment. Stay safe everyone.
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No apologies. This is our reality. Writing helps to release the horror that grips our hearts even if we can’t make sense of it all.
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Well done. Leaves to the imagination what happened and what that poor man was going through feeling so helpless.
I love writing too 🙂 I found your blog on the Meet and Greet. You have a new follower 🙂
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Thanks Jo-Ann. Nice to meet you!
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