By Perry McDaid
She had been trapped in the dark for a long time, relying on night-vision to negotiate the narrow passages through which she had to crawl if she was to survive. And that she must do—now.
The anosmia brought on by pregnancy failed to counter the pungent stink that seeped down from the aperture ahead, the one through which a diffuse light pierced the bleak world she had thought she might never escape.
She was starving and worried for the young she carried. She jumped clumsily over a chasm and squeezed into the expanse.
Food.
The trap snapped on the mouse.
Great ending–caught me by surprise. I like it when that happens. A winner!
Thanks, Bobby – happy to entertain.
Aw! 🙁 poor mama mouse! Great writing!
sorry for the delay in response – thank you Liz
Perry, great surprise ending! Your micro-flashes are always enjoyable.
sorry for the delay in response – thank you Lisa