When his sister ran away from home, he was fourteen, she was twelve. He waited by the phone, day and night. He didn’t know who he was waiting for but he knew his sister was out there and she’s bound to call. Finally, one day, the phone rang. “Liam?” His sister gasped on the other end of the line. “Liam, I’m scared.”
“I’m right here. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Liam said calmly. “Where are you?” His sister whimpered. “Stay where you are. I’m calling the police.” Before he could get off the phone, there was a blood-curdling scream.
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.