Friday Fictioneers you know the drill. If you don’t, go here to find the photo, write 100 words, and link back with the blue froggy. Read, write, comment, enjoy!
At least no one will come in today, Jefferson thought, watching the waters rise outside the Food N More corner store.
He scratched his chin, cursing his blunt razor, and leaned on the bagging station counter. He looked down at the toes of his Converse and froze. There, on the white toe and spilling over onto the faded green fabric.
“Hey, Marty! I’m gonna grab the carts!” Jefferson knew Marty was back by the skin magazines.
He didn’t wait for a response before he splashed out into the flooded parking lot, making sure the rainwater washed away all the blood.