The sea-wizened sailor tapped his cane against a metal sign, a gavel echoing over rough waters of judgement. “Guess ye didn’t see the sign, eh missy?”
The girl sobbed, face buried. Her voice shook. “I thought they’d like some bread.”
“Sign’s a warning, lass. Said don’t feed ‘em.”
Her sobs reduced to hiccups. “I didn’t know. They looked so cute and hungry.” She lifted her head. Blood smeared into her hair and stained her cheeks, scratches like crow’s feet in her young face. Empty socket gaped where the birds feasted on their favorite treat.
The seaman chuckled. “No reading now. Ironic.”
This is brilliant, start-to-finish.
Thank you!
This would be me -__- GREAT story!! Got me with the twist too!
Why thank you! (I’m glad it wasn’t you, though!)
As didactic as they come. Cross the street at crosswalks. Keep your speed within the posted limits. Do not feed animals: they bite. Now, what?
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Excellent story!
(The last word is unnecessary for me.)
Well done!
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This reminded me of the movie, The Birds. Well done.
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Very good macabre story!
Enjoyed your story but I agree with Kent V Anderson that the last word was unnecessary.
Oh Kerry, great one!