Quarry Quandary

Charli Mills’ January 19th Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge was to write a 99 word (no more, no less) story about a quarry.  As always, Charli suggests we go where the prompt leads us, and this is where it led me.

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“Mom, you’ll never guess what happened!” Emma ran into the kitchen, the back door banging shut behind her.  

“There were cop cars at the quarry today. Simply everywhere! I know you told me I shouldn’t ever go there, but I just KNEW I had to have a look.  I’ve been LONGING to do this ever since Joey told me there were ghosts there. It was SO exciting Mom. I even helped the police,” she said holding up a bundle of fur.

“See, I rescued the dead man’s puppy. The officer said I could keep him. I can, can’t I?”

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  1. Your flash captures that rush and tumble of words from an excited child who doesn’t take a breath to consider all that happened! A forbidden dangerous place, police, a dead man — certainly those are forgivable in the presence of a cute and orphaned puppy. 🙂

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      1. Yes! I recall a kitten the neighborhood teens found back when we lived in a small Montana town. One of them babysat for me when I had to get to class before Todd returned home from logging. They figured I would take the rescued kitten in, and I did. They named the kitty, Princess, but turned out to be a prince!

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    1. Speechless. That’s what my first reaction would be as a Mother, trying to take in all that my daughter had done. I left the Mothers reaction out of the story (99 words was a convenient restriction in this case), so every reader who has been or is a parent can imagine or feel their own response. I’m sure they’d be all over the map! How would you react?

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