That Summer

This week at Friday Fictioneers, our photo prompt is the image above by Dawn Miller.

 


Julie parked her truck at the end of the her uncle’s drive and cut the engine.

The memory of what happened here all those summers ago still burned as if it were yesterday.

She’d waited to tell her parents until the vacation was over and they were back home. After that, she never saw her uncle or those horrible cousins again. In fact, neither the incident nor their names were ever mentioned. It might just as well not have happened.

Oh, but it did.

Julie remembered every detail of what they’d done, and it was time to make them pay.

 

 

Author: The Abject Muse

Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with four spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) one husband and one step-son. When she's not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

35 thoughts

  1. Dear Susan,

    If they did what I think they did, I know what I hope Julie does to them. I’m thinking of extremities that should be…um…surgically removed without anesthesia. 😉 Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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