Against the grain

“Shhhh!” Meg hissed. “Get the hell down!”

Tracey ducked behind a rusty spreader. “Sorry,” she whispered. “But this seems wrong.”

“Wrong?” Meg burst out, her shout echoing between farm buildings. “What’s ‘wrong’ is what this stuff does to people.”

In the moonlight Meg seemed less the crusader Tracey had followed; instead with chaff embedded in her dreadlocks she looked comical, a ridiculous scarecrow hippy. Tracey’s gut roiled as Meg finished connecting explosives to the silos.

“But this isn’t even a GMO crop!”

“Sorry Trace,” said Meg. She looked up, eyes wide, hungry for chaos. “But I just can’t tolerate gluten.”

100 words

Ok, ok, its a silly joke, but I couldn’t help myself.

So, this is my entry to this week’s Friday Fictioneers ; where the aim is to write a story – beginning, middle, and end – in 100 words, based on the photo prompt. Check here for the rest of the stories.

It’s another quick one, as I’m slightly busier at work than normal. I hope this actually makes sense!







26 thoughts on “Against the grain

    1. Hi Margaret- oh yeah, I’ve a mate who’s extremely ceoliac & has multiple surgeries because of it. It’s poison to the wrong people… But only those people. 🙂

      In glad you liked it!

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    1. Haha! All names have been changed to protect the… author from the Wheat lobby 🙂

      Thanks Tracey , glad you liked it. Are all your recipes Gluten free? Because I’ll send a few to my mum (ceoliac).


  1. *Groan*

    I’m getting a Terry Pratchett vibe from this one, and I mean that in the best way. The imagery of the chaffy dreadlocks was well timed, worked perfectly for me.

    THE ENDING, THOUGH, that’s how I can tell you’re a father. Got a reaction from me for sure, good delivery.

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