Seeing him sitting by the road she felt she had to do something.
His boots were gaffer-taped around the toes. A few doors along was a shoe shop.
He smiled and followed her.
The staff in the store were her only hope now, the only witnesses to have seen them.
Would he like a hot meal and then she could drive him to the local shelter?
The rope bit into her wrists, the gaffer tape over her mouth made her gag.
In the dark shadows she saw the gleaming new boots approach, clacking on the dusty wooden floor.
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
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