Five Sentence Fiction: Wild

This week’s Five Sentence Fiction, from Lillie McFerrin’s blog…

Image via Wikimedia Commons

Image via Wikimedia Commons

“A wild one, that girl,” all the old people told each other, “Pure wild, like her mother and grandmother before her.”

She didn’t care what they said or thought. Instead she shook her hair and walked past, nose in the air.

When the boy came, with the horses, they all tutted and clucked. She didn’t, but her heart sang at having found someone as wild as her.


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