Runaway…

Nervous, Anna’s heartbeats skipped faster, but with determination, she grabbed the duffle bag that contained her meagre belongings and made her way to the harbour.

Standing in the shadows she watched the tourists disembark. She knew the routine of the riverboats that frequented the quaint historic town of Oaks and Side and knew she had about two hours to sneak into a boat.

‘Keep calm Anna, don’t appear conspicuous, blend in with the passengers, this just has to work,’ she repeated under her breath. Over and over the chant emboldened her steps as she made her way to the biggest boat.

Thoughts of a failed plan are totally unpalatable for her. This time around Jude would probably kill her.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Thank you, Louise, for the inspiring photo and Priceless Joy  for hosting this charming platform where we unleash our stories:-)

InLinkz

 

Advertisements

20 thoughts on “Runaway…

I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s