Thanks to Donna for hosting the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge.
Photo courtesy of Pixabay
As soon as he stepped into the corridor, it was like a portal to another time. He could hear the shouts and screams of the inmates locked behind their cell doors, some containing two or more and whatever evils the dominant had in store for the weak. He knew first hand how it had been here during the war.
Then, he had done nothing, turned a deaf ear, and collected his pay check every month. Now, a cacophony of noise assaulted his mind in the ominous silence and those tortured souls were demanding payback.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
That’s good, a lot said in a few words, one that will stay with us.
That’s scary Di 💜
Sometimes it hits me like that. You OK today?
Yes thank you hanging in there 😊
Great story Di.
You’re welcome 😉
Very good, Di.