‘Where’re you going?’
‘Away.’
‘John, wait.’ Katie hurried after her brother.
‘Just leave me be.’
‘You can’t leave. What will we do without you?’
‘You’ll manage just fine.’
‘You know that’s not true.’
‘I don’t want to be a farmer, Katie.’
‘It was good enough for daddy.’
‘And look where it got him. He spent his life working the land to then die face down in it.’
‘John!’
‘He was fifty two and he’d seen nothing of the world.’
‘He had everything here.’
‘No, he had us and the land.’
‘That is everything.’
‘Well, I want more before I die.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words
1 comment:
That's a really effective depiction of that conflict, Rob. Makes me wonder about the family...
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