Jeb And Gerold

Apr 10th, 2014 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Jeb thought he was safe for the time being; then he heard something:

“Who’s there?”

“Someone trying to stay alive.”

Jeb peered and saw someone. He crept forward, cradling his rifle.

The young man sat on some hay, his legs spread out, arms back.

“Go ahead, shoot.”

Jeb came up, and sat across from the Yankee.

“Not yet. How did you get caught in this mess?”

“I could ask the same about you.”

They looked at each other, forming similar thoughts.

“We could die tonight, you know,” said Jeb.

“Life’s too precious for that.” They leaned forward, and then kissed.

From Guest Contributor, Dycen Alexander

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