Enrique Stared at the Small Blue Puddle
Character – bounty hunter- Setting – billabong
- Object – sno-cone, funnel cake, candy apple, hot sausage sandwich
- Situation – lost
Enrique stared at the small blue puddle as it slowly seeped into the marshy ground. The crumpled paper cone joined the sticky remains of the candy apple in his rucksack and he took a moment to survey his surroundings.
The billabong was a festering miasma of life that stretched for another 20 feet before the river dried up again. Enrique swatted a mosquito on his calf and wished he hadn’t eaten his hot sausage sandwich so long ago. Bugs in general avoided him as he sweated out the sausage stink.
He hoped he would find his quarry soon, and preferably not in the jaws of a crocodile.
Enrique stepped out of the shade as a sudden downpour commenced. It did nothing to abate the sweltering heat and it ruined his innate sense of direction.
Damn. He’d never find his way back to the ranger station now. He was lost, at least until the rain stopped.
A paper plate with the sodden remains of a funnel cake floated toward him on the newly reconstituted river. Enrique froze. He might be able to snare his prey and collect his bounty after all. The funnel cake was still warm.
MMMMMM rained on funnel cake… ;-)
It’s still warm!
We were at an amusement park once and the funnel cakes were pre-made and just heated in a microwave. So disappointing!