Here is this week’s posting for Friday Fictioneers, a group of people who write a piece of fiction in around 100 words based on a photo prompt. The group is hosted by Rochelle Wissoff-Fields and you are cordially invited to read, and comment and join in too if you feel like having a go! Last week I didn’t get around to seeing all the posts so my apologies to those I haven’t got to yet. I will. 🙂 You can find the story beneath the photo prompt below, I hope you enjoy it. 🙂
The Colonel (100 Words)
“This is it. This is the spot.” Gerrard said grimly, passing out shovels.
“C’mon, let’s dig.” Shovels scraped and rang on the stony ground while they grunted from their labour.
They lowered the large wooden box into the ground, the sun their only witness.
Gerrard said prayers while they filled the hole, tears drawing lines on the mourners’ dusty faces.
He took up a piece of wood and etched the words ‘The Colonel’ then set it as a headstone. He pinned a curly polaroid of a Labrador on it then, united in grief, the three boys headed home.