Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt this week are two pictures Inside Out
It takes one careless slip and one coincidence to threaten humanity, so fragile is our existence.
D minus two: Albert Cockerill banged the dashboard of his van. Out of petrol. What a cretin his brother in law was. As was he for believing him when he said he’d filled it. And allowing a faulty petrol gauge to remain unrepaired. Now he’d not be able to fix the mullions on Madeline’s Cottage and she’d moan about the rain seeping in from the overwhelmed downpipe. At least the weather forecast was better for the weekend.
D minus one: the pigeon landed, exhausted on the gutter. It wouldn’t make its loft. Seeking shelter from the rain and confused by the muscle aches it crawled through the slit in the soffit towards the dry darkness. In an instant the pipistrelle bat took…
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