PHOTO PROMPT -© Dawn Q. Landau
It was the dog what done the girl in. Yeah, I know I’m covered in her blood, but that’s just because I tried to save her from the flea bag. Is that a crime these days?
I was only there because something didn’t sit right ’bout that mutt, so’s I followed the kid down by the tracks. I was worried ’bout her, ya know? Can you fault me for caring too much?
The dog was following her so’s I followed too. Crazy mutt just up and attacked her out of nowhere. I wasn’t close enough to help the kid.
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This story was written for Friday Fictioneers.
I just wanted to let you all know, in case you missed the news, I’ve got a new book coming out March 15th. It’s a collection of four short stories, a bit different than my books of 100 word stories. I’d love to hear your thoughts on it.
Adam Ickes 
February 25th, 2015 at 9:40 PM
Very tragic story. I’m not sure I believe the narrator. Hmm. Nicely done. Congrats on your book!
February 25th, 2015 at 9:56 PM
You’d probably be wise not to believe him, and to keep your distance from him.
February 26th, 2015 at 5:55 AM
Good story, Adam, especially the dialogue. I reblogged this on Musings on Life and Experience. 🙂 — Suzanne
February 26th, 2015 at 6:22 AM
Thanks, Suzanne. Glad you enjoyed it.
February 26th, 2015 at 5:57 AM
Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
Adam is a good writer in the Speculative Fiction genre.
February 26th, 2015 at 8:33 AM
Love the dialect!
I wonder, is this what really happened? It sounds to me like your story could be set in a police interrogation room…
February 26th, 2015 at 9:10 AM
I think you’re right about where it takes place, and I don’t think they believe him either.
February 26th, 2015 at 5:20 PM
Well, my wife up and drank all the wine before I had a chance to stop her, so I can’t provide a half-drunken rant for at least a week (gotta wait ’til some money comes in from my clients before I get to buy more liquor). However, I’m tickled to see you back in the ring, and this was a creepilicious tale if you’ve ever written one. Nice work. Welcome back!
Cheers!
Marie Gail
February 26th, 2015 at 7:29 PM
Well what did she go and do a thing like that for? Doesn’t she know I require half-drunken rants yo survive? If you thought this one was creepalicious you should check out the other one I posted last night. Its a bit longer though, but I think it has a higher creep factor.
February 27th, 2015 at 5:10 PM
This guy is so compassionate. He went the extra mile for her. Too he couldn’t have gotten to her sooner. Bad dog, bad!
February 27th, 2015 at 8:02 PM
Yes, and I’ve got some ocean-front property in North Dakota I can sell you.
February 28th, 2015 at 5:38 PM
This voice sounds so real and convincing, Adam. The story is chilling! (I’ll try and forget the girl in the pic is my daughter! :-p ) This is your genre for sure; you’re so good at it!
February 28th, 2015 at 8:46 PM
Thanks, Dawn. That’d be a good thing to forget for this story. I appreciate the kind words.