NAKED
APES
Clinging to Pedro’s waist, Tom lifted his legs out of the
water to reduce drag. As they raced downstream the banks became a blur, only
the occasional streak of colour when a bird took flight breaking the monotony. Tom
yelled with the sheer thrill of speed, his voice bouncing from the green walls.
As they rounded one of the many bends, he caught a glimpse of
movement. Two creatures scrambled up the bank and vanished in an instant, but
the sight burned into Tom’s brain – their mud-streaked bodies were naked, and
they walked upright – just like the Humans in Grandfather’s bedtime story.
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When I saw this week's photo for Friday Fictioneers I couldn't think of a short story - until I thought of the book I am revising at the moment, and which needs an insert for the sake of continuity. So this is it - one day soon I hope to publish the entire book - A Volcanic Race.
Thanks to Rochelle at https://rochellewisoff.com/ for organising rhe group, and to Karuna for the photo which reminded me of something I needed to write!
