Free to Fly




PHOTO PROMPT © Dawn Miller

“Thought you’d be here…You have to turn yourself in.””
“My favourite place as a kid. Lying on my back watching the kestrel slicing perfect patterns in the sky. I liked to imagine it was my spirit, flying free.” Gavin wiped his wet cheeks. “I couldn’t take him treating me mam like that.”
Kenyon felt suddenly dizzy and wretched; despite the divorce, he hadn’t been there for either of them.
“Everyone should pay their dues but I can’t cage you.”
He offered all he could now, money.
“Good luck, you’ll need it. Best you don’t contact us anytime soon, son.”

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

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