A dry year

My 99 word story for Carrot Ranch, hosted by Charli Mills.

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A dry year

The dam’s drying up. As kids we’d go rafting and jump in, trying to touch bottom. We never could.

Good years. Until Harry arrived. 

“Don’t,” Mother warned. I didn’t listen.

Then came a hot Sunday afternoon. Harry took the boys rafting—his drunken attempt to play dad. They came home alone, crying, and I ran toward his shouts, then stopped, waited for silence. 

I turned back and phoned for help.   

When the level of the water falls below that rocky layer in the dam wall, the cattle get bogged. I come here to check, dreading what might be revealed.

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The prompt for this story was: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase ‘water falls’. Where is the water coming from? How does it shape a story? Who does it involve? 

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