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The drought has lasted 240 days now with no end in sight. Death is swiftly approaching. There’s only one barrel of water left. The going is slow but that barrel is nearing. I can see it clearly. I twist the handle and nothing happens. The spigot is dry.
Please, I beg of you, I would do anything for just one drop to wet my lips!
Who’s that standing in my way?
No! That’s my drop! You can’t have my drop!
Bang! Bang!
One final round of gunfire and you’re all mine.
I killed for you, now how about that drop?
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Leeroy turned to Angela for this week’s 100 Word Song. She chose #1 Crush by Garbage, and here is my response to it.
Today’s story was also inspired by Madison Woods #FridayFictioneers image prompt. The image we worked with this week is posted in the story above.
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