It’s time for Friday Fictioneers again. Rochelle has chosen the above photo as our prompt.
Kelli lay in the crunchy grass at Harmony Park staring up at the sky. She wished there were at least clouds to look at, but the sky was clear. So, Kelli watched as the sun slowly crossed the sky.
Judging by the sun, she must have been laying there for about three hours. Not one person had passed by. Her mom said she was too young for a cell phone, so she couldn’t even call for help.
Kelli’s situation reminded her of a Flannery O’Connor story in which a man stole a girl’s prosthetic leg.
Why are people such jerks?
aka, The Abject Muse 
Tell it like it is