Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 99
Word count: 100 words
Anton checked. No bars. How did people live here? If he had a signal, he’d get an Uber and go. Where he wasn’t sure. Anywhere would be better than here.
“Give it up, man.”
Anton turned and saw Carpenter.
“It’s jammed. You ain’t goin nowhere til you see light.”
Anton pursed his lips, the furrow on his brow deepening.
“It ain’t so bad. I know. I am just like you.”
“You know nuttin bout me,” Anton said, shoulder checking Carpenter as he strode past.
Carpenter watched him walk away.
“Sorry, my man. But I know all about you. You’ll see.”
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer