This week at Friday Fictioneers, our photo prompt is the image above by Dawn Miller.
Julie parked her truck at the end of the her uncle’s drive and cut the engine.
The memory of what happened here all those summers ago still burned as if it were yesterday.
She’d waited to tell her parents until the vacation was over and they were back home. After that, she never saw her uncle or those horrible cousins again. In fact, neither the incident nor their names were ever mentioned. It might just as well not have happened.
Oh, but it did.
Julie remembered every detail of what they’d done, and it was time to make them pay.
Ergo, the Ogre 
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