Sweep, sweep.
I watch the worker brush the final bits of debris into the pile of rubble.
The abandoned café had been the perfect spot. That’s why I’d used it. The area was a wasteland of crumbling warehouses, forsaken ghettos and no witnesses.
Then the Port Authority announced their plans for waterfront renewal. Millions of investment to resurrect the city eyesore. The bulldozers moved in, old apartments were flattened, rusting shipyards were replaced with luxury high-rises.
Always workers and security guards hanging around, never a chance to extricate the evidence. My future was in the hands of Fate.
Now I’m watching a digger shovelling the pile of café remains into a huge dumper truck. The ice-cream freezer sits at the side.
The moment of truth – up the freezer goes. As it falls into the dumper truck I see the lid open a fraction, enough for that familiar slender hand to make a brief wave, before disappearing.
One last farewell.
The workers don’t notice. I can breathe again. The new apartments look nice. I might talk to my estate agent.
Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details visit HERE.
To read more of the stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
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Short and to the point, very good indeed!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Another good one Iain.
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Thank you Di
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Oh yes that’s good! Love that.
I thought for one minute you were leaving what with the title!!
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Ha, not yet anyway!
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Brilliant
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Thank you
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There is so much murder and mayhem in the stores. I feel like I missed an indicator! This is really tense, Iain, good work.
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Yeah, another pile of dead bodies, happens most weeks!
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Farewell and thanks for all the ice lollies! Your secret’s safe with me.
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Thanks Keith 😉
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You usual quality story, Iain.
Or should I say (n)ice one!
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Thanks CE, much appreciated.
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Once again, you have crafted a brilliant and chilling tale. Well, done, Iain.
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Thank you
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This time it seems that fate was kind to the murder?
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Sometimes they do get away with it!
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Oooo!
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😉
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Nice story with such a different angle.
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Thank you
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Really well told Iain. The fact that the nights are drawing in seems to darkening your mood.
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I’ll try for comedy next week 😉
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Go with your muse Iain. It never lets you down.
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Gruesome… I love it.
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Thanks Darnell 🙂
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Good one, Iain, again. I knew right away that there was some evidence somewhere. The wave goodbye is a nice touch.
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Thank you Janet 🙂
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Intriguing as always, Iain.
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Thank you Susan
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Freezers were ‘invented’ to keep bodies in them 🙂
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They do seem to be used for that more than anything else in fiction!
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