The drought lasted through the summer. Trees and plants shriveled and died, so did a few thousand vulnerable people and animals.

Everyone waited for The Rains to end the suffering. Anything that could collect water was set out in readiness. Watering cans hung from tree branches, buckets lined pavements, plastic bottles sat on window sills.

The Rains came with Mother Nature’s vengeance, swamping the arid ground, turning streets into raging torrents. Trees and plants were washed away, animals and people drowned.

When the skies had emptied, the sun came out. The air clear and crisp. The first part of nature’s reset was complete.

Written for Friday Fictioneers 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 more stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

Glad to be back on FF after a couple of busy months preparing my next novel for publication (due next February) and completing a first draft of the next one after that. I hope everyone has been well!

The State Trilogy and The Barra Boy available now.
All We Cannot Leave Behind coming February 2024.