Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, the standard, and the prompt photo.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture below, which this week is supplied by Dale Rogerson.
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Red Riding Hood
I wave a vague arm towards snow-covered trees.
These are what we call the woods, grandma.
My other arm wafts towards the little house.
And this is a cottage, grandma.
Lips curling, she spits on my foot.
I smile, showing huge, hungry teeth.
I’m a big, bad wolf, grandma.
Pathetic little girl, she snaps back.
I pull a long, evil blade from my hunter’s bag.
This is a knife, grandma.
She stares with utter contempt.
I thrust it deep into her scrawny chest.
This is what we call dead, grandma.
I’m not sure what she says.