ADVENT CALENDAR - DAY SIXTEEN

'Write a story totally in negatives', we were told, so here is mine, written in a rush after a day with family. Can someone please tell me why I accepted this challenge with Christmas looming? :(

NEVER AGAIN

Never did I imagine our drive into the French countryside would end in disaster. We planned nothing more than to eat moules in a tree-shaded cafė, stock up with goodies and head home.

There was no daylight left as we zigzagged through burning tyres, dodging masked men brandishing weapons.

“They don’t stop cars - only lorries,” Dave said, just before a torch blinded him and the door was wrenched open.

Not a gendarme was in sight as our wine hit the road and two men squeezed into the boot.

“We are not afraid to use these guns,” they said, “Drive.”

If we don’t end up in prison I’m burning our passports.

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RABBITS - Friday Fiction

RABBITS

When we were boys – before the war – we loved harvest-time.

We would surround the last stand of wheat armed with sticks to kill the rabbits as they made a dash for freedom, then we’d ride on top of the loaded wagon, shooting with our stick-guns at mothers and sisters, yelling, “Bang! You’re dead!” and throwing them the rabbits to make stew.

Now we hide between the bales armed with rifles to shoot the soldiers, and then flee like rabbits to the caves where we cook our own dinners.

They should have left our mothers and sisters alone.

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