This makes my twenty-first post. I am having so much fun taking part in the flash fiction challenges. It is has been great being able to interact with many other like-minded bloggers. I look forward to interacting with many more of you while continuing to grow as a writer. My goal is to compose 365 post this year. If I continue at this pace I will have shelled out many more than that goal. No matter what, I want to make it enjoyable and continue to meet many other wonderful bloggers.
Below is the photo prompt for Friday Fictioneers. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the creator of the group as many of you know better than me. Much thanks to her for continuing to provide prompts and assemble this group of writers. I look forward to interacting with the Fictioneers in the future.
If you would like to take part in this Flash Fiction Challenge, you can click here for more information. Below is my contribution to this challenge
She tripped running up the stairs. She had to reach him. He took a nap every afternoon when he arrived home. It didn’t matter that he was fifteen. He was her blue-eyed baby boy.
The smoke was suffocating. When she reached the apartment, it was fully enflamed.
“Mam, you have to come with me.” The firefighter said as he grabbed her trembling arm.
“My baby is in there.” She screamed.
“Let me do my job.”
She didn’t remember the firefighter carrying her down the stairs. All she remembered was the sound of her baby’s voice.
“Momma, I made it out.”