Hey it’s a new year full of promises and hope. If laughter is contagious then hope can be is as well.
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Next, click the link below to read other stories based on this week’s prompt.
So here is my first submission to this years Friday Ficitioneers.
Photo Prompt Courtesy of C E Ari (https://ceayr.com/)
The faint hum turned into a vibration rising up through the thin soles of his battered sneakers.
A deafening roar rode the wave of air pushed aside by the train. The metal bit his bare hand as he swung up into the dark car. His breath formed a thick blanket around him, offering little warmth. He smiled as the train lurched into motion heading west to Vancouver. The Promised Land far from here.
“Ah jeez.” The Winnipeg railway man looked down at the frozen body of the adolescent. “Son what could have driven you to such a lonely cruel death?”
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