This is my response to the Friday Fictioneers prompt for July 11.
The challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo prompt.
Play along by writing your own, reading others and/or commenting on the flashes we fictioneers create.
My piece this week weighs in at exactly 100 words.
Jenny hadn’t planned on spending her evening in a ditch when she left the farmhouse to enjoy an afternoon of cloud watching. She settled into her favorite spot and began to read the stories in the sky. She didn’t mind the rain until the wind picked up.
The sky turned green. The wind stood still. Jenny scarcely had time to dive into the ditch before she heard the sound of a freight train bearing down. She looked up to see a twister racing toward her.
It jumped over the ditch. It didn’t jump over the only home she’d ever known.