This is my contribution for this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction.
Photo copyright: Al Forbes
I stood staring at the falls. It’s really more of a glorified spillway, but the locals call it the falls to make it sound more upscale. I was soaked from head to toe for my efforts.
It was hell getting her in place down at the bottom, under some particularly heavy stones. I had to go back in a second time when I realized I hadn’t secured her right leg properly. Her shoeless foot was bobbing in the bubbly water. Leaving it that way just wouldn’t have done.
Fighting the raging torrent while hanging on to her was certainly one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. She slipped from my grip at one point, but, luckily, after she had floated downstream for a few heart stopping moments, a low hanging branch along the river’s edge snagged her long enough for me to regain my composure.
If the water ever stops flowing they’ll find her, but I’ll be so long gone that they’ll likely presume me missing as well.
January 26th, 2014 at 8:54 AM
I was laughing at the line “Her shoeless foot was bobbing in the bubbly water”, great job 🙂
January 26th, 2014 at 12:32 PM
It is a bit comical. Always need a bit of comic relief, right?
January 26th, 2014 at 9:28 AM
Nicely done Adam. Yes it’s really tricky weighting the bodies down. Not that I’d know. There’s no reason for me to know… 😉
January 26th, 2014 at 12:33 PM
Me either… no experience there… I’m certainly not following the guideline of “writing what you know”. Nope. Not me. 😉
January 26th, 2014 at 9:33 AM
Excellent. Makes it sound like you’ve done that sort of thing before 😉
January 26th, 2014 at 12:34 PM
Of course I have… ummm, no wait… that should say haven’t… Of course I haven’t. 🙂
January 26th, 2014 at 12:37 PM
😆
January 26th, 2014 at 10:07 AM
Haha, good work. The tone of this piece is brilliant.
January 26th, 2014 at 12:38 PM
Thanks. So much. You’re very kind.
January 26th, 2014 at 11:04 AM
That’s two of these I’ve read now and it’s starting to look like there will be no room for the fish with all the bodies soon!
I like the rather clinical and detached way your protagonist describes the process.
January 26th, 2014 at 12:39 PM
Maybe no room for the fish, but plenty of food for them!
January 26th, 2014 at 12:54 PM
A wicked mystery there 😛
January 26th, 2014 at 7:28 PM
The perfect crime. Good story.
January 27th, 2014 at 10:05 PM
Ok – why did I chuckle at the foot bobbing? So not funny…LOL
January 27th, 2014 at 10:16 PM
I don’t know. Why did you? You must be a real sicko to laugh at something like that. Wait… I wrote something like that. I must be ever sicker than you. 🙂
January 31st, 2014 at 8:27 PM
What is happening to WordPress Manor? It seems to be fomenting nothing but murderers, monsters and pooh sticks lately. Is there something about the water in the moat they haven’t told us about?
LOL love his matter-of-factness.