The Pull of Knowledge





PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Jude pushed the little boat into the shallow river before leaping aboard and letting the lazy current begin his meander downstream.
He’d watched the river rolling through their trifling portion of unspoilt countryside his whole life, until the village became a prison to him, where he endured a stifled existence.
His father had left this way all those years ago. His leaving upset Jude’s mother and he had hated him for it but now he understood.
Today he would hurt her all over again, for he too had to know what was beyond the bend and where the river wound.

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