This post is part of the Writer Wednesday Blog Hop, a weekly meme designed to inspire creativity and encourage sharing of stories.
The hop is co-hosted by Leanne Sype at Writings and Ruminations, Tena Carr at Taini’s Writings and myself over at Reading, Writing and Everything in Between.
Here we are again for another installment of the WWBH. No, your eyes are not deceiving you, this is my second story in two weeks. Get me, eh?
This week we have two pictures to inspire us, courtesy of the lovely Tena Carr, so I hope you enjoy what I’ve come up with.
‘How much further do we have to go?’
‘Just over that rise there, and then it’s all downhill.’
‘It feels like we’ve been walking all day.’
‘We have been walking all day.’ Joey’s whining was long past the point of getting tiresome, and Rob’s patience only lasted so long.
‘I don’t see why we have to make this trip every week, Sabrina is perfectly capable of putting one foot in front of the other.’
‘You expect her to walk half a day to market, jostle about with everybody else, then walk half a day back? She’s six months pregnant, Joey. Don’t you think that’s a tad unfair?’
‘Well, she should have thought of that, shouldn’t she?’
Rob rolled his eyes, looking upwards at his cousin. ‘Yeah, she really should’ve thought about the possibility of the world nearly ending before planning on starting a family.’
‘Right. I suppose we’ll have to help look after the nipper as well when it finally gets here.’
I wonder if anyone would even notice if I just left you out here, Rob thought. He knew he probably wouldn’t. He’d been nothing but trouble since finding his way out of the desolation, but then his mother always said cockroaches have a way of surviving before squirming out of the woodwork. It was just a shame he’d squirmed up and found them.
‘So, Joey,’ Rob said, ‘how’ve you been getting on looking for your brothers? Any luck?’
‘Nah,’ he replied, ‘I think they ran in the other direction. Don’t think I’ll be seeing them again.’
‘Well, don’t you want to even try? They’re your brothers.’
‘If they’re stupid enough to run away from everyone else, they aren’t any brothers of mine.’
‘Well, how are they gonna survive out there, on there own?’
‘It can be done, you know. We’re doing it.’
‘Exactly, which is why I was clever to find you guys.’
Finally, the track leveled out and they could see the shelter they’d built against the caves. Rob started sorting out his bag, ready to dish out the provisions.
‘I hope you got everything on the list, Joey. Mother’s very particular about being without anything.’
‘Of course, I got everything,’ he said, checking through his list. ‘She’ll be … ‘
‘What?’ asked Rob, his heart sinking, ‘what is it?’
‘I forgot the salt. Does she really need salt?’
Rob couldn’t hide his grin, although he kept the satisfaction out of his voice. ‘You’d better get up early in the morning, Joey. It’s a long way back to market.’
Word count: 440