‘People are gonna want what we have. It’s inevitable. Look at this here water, no one else will have a supply of clean water like this.’

The water looks dirty to me, but Grandpa keeps digging, huffing and puffing.

‘But Johnny Peters whispered the word “prepper” to Maggie Griggs and I didn’t like that. I didn’t like that at all.’

‘Little Johnny Peters is a snot-rag, and that good-for-nothing father of his will be the first one banging down our door. They’ll be laughin’ on the other side of their faces when the shit hits the fan. Mark my words.’

FF - 30.05.18 - Prepper
PHOTO PROMPT © Connie Gayer


This piece was written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.

Each week a photo prompt is given and the challenge is write a flash fiction piece of no more than one hundred words.

Find other Friday Fictioneer stories here.

Author: Jennifer Kennedy

Mother, teacher and writer. I love all my jobs but writing holds a special place in my heart. I hope you enjoy reading my short stories as much as I enjoy writing them!

11 thoughts on “Preppers”

  1. Apparently visionaries get treated with disrespect because people prefer a ticket for the ghost train as opposed to the speak your weight machine!

  2. I like how you’ve pretty much told the whole story in dialogue – created Grandpa’s character and a picture of the local community too. Nice one!

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