Friday Night Drabble Party!
[Edit: Apparently the funding site Tamiko used does not allow legal defense funds. I am waiting to hear what the new site will be. I’ll keep y’all posted and change the links as soon as I know.]
Okay, so before I dive into the free drabble, which there will be one, I need everyone to take a look at something. I’m serious. This is no BS, people. Each week I give you free fiction, asking nothing in return, all for the enjoyment of you, my readers.
Now I’m asking for something back.
This is real world shit. I’m not asking you to buy my books or asking you to do anything for me. I’m asking you to give a little to help fight a severe injustice that has occurred.
Please read this and then give what you can. I have known Tamiko for years and she is one of the kindest, most generous people in Asheville. She has helped this community so much that to even think of anyone treating her with anything other than complete respect is just mind boggling. This is another example of law enforcement in our country believing they can get away with anything they want. This can’t stand.
Now, on to the free fiction.
All At Fault
“What am I accused of?” the young man asked, but the guards refused to respond.
They dragged him down the dark corridor, his feet skidding and scuffing as he tried to fight them; their steel-toed boots clomping and echoing as they continued their progress, unfazed by his weak protestations.
“What am I accused of?” the young man yelled as he was thrown into the room. The door slammed without an answer. “I’m innocent!”
“There are no innocent,” a voice said from the far corner. The room smelled of feces and piss. “We are all at fault. All of us.”
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