Snow White

‘Why are we here again?’

‘Because Doyle said so.’

‘But why here?’  Francie kicked a stone across the rough concrete.

‘Why are we sent anywhere?’

‘I’m not staying here.  It’s a shitehole.’

‘Who said anything about staying here?’ Joey headed between two run-down tower blocks.

‘Really?  Here?’

‘Why not here?’

‘Because it’s a shitehole.’

‘And plenty of places to lie low.’

‘So, who is he then?’

‘She.’

Francie stopped walking.

‘What?’ Joey asked.

‘I’m not doing a woman.’

‘What difference does it make?’

‘It just does.’

‘You’ve developed a conscience?’

‘I’m not a monster.’

‘You’re hardly Snow White either. Come-on.’



A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.