The Other McCain

"One should either write ruthlessly what one believes to be the truth, or else shut up." — Arthur Koestler

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Posted on | October 5, 2018 | Comments Off on Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

by Smitty

The downpour masked the tears of despair. After six months in the brothel, she was dead inside. She ached from the abuse as she limped through the neon jungle to the little closet that was hers. It was only a matter of time before the exposure to strangers gave her one of the incurable sicknesses. Why had life become this?

She reached in her pocket and felt the paper.

It was an invitation to something called a “church service”.

She’s been walking to the brothel yesterday when a missionary handed it to her.

If awake in time, she’d try it.
—
via Darleen

Category: Friday Fiction

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