The Water Can Kill You

This post is submitted to Sunday Photo Fiction.

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

It was four years ago this month that the horror began. She began to smell a foul odor when she turned the water on in her dirty apartment on Flint’s east side. Her two small children began to show red rashes on their faces.

In September city officials warned her to begin boiling water before using it. E-coli and coliform bacteria were found in the city’s water supply. Those were new words to Rhonda. They soon became part of her daily vocabulary.

In October, the city’s largest employer, General Motors, stopped using Flint’s water because it corroded engine parts. At times Rhonda thought the state was more concerned about GM’s water than they were for the residents of the city.

By January 2015, residents were being told that the water contained high levels of byproducts from water-disinfectant chemicals—chemicals known to cause kidney, liver and nervous system damage.

Today Rhonda sometimes waits for four hours to get two free cases of water at a time. But mostly she buys water — five cases on Monday, five more cases on Thursday — so she and her kids can cook and bathe and brush their teeth like any other ­American family.

 

Guten Morgen

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. 

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PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

German class started at 8 a.m. I hated it! The old building seemed an appropriate place to learn this old European guttural language. Even the architecture suggested a dark and troubled time.

It took two years of German classes to receive my degree.  It was that or take the equivalent number of hours in mathematics. My instructor for the entire two years was Herr Blumenthal. He stood an unimpressive five foot one, always smoked a pipe, and wore had the same tweed jacket for the entire two years.

My days started with the same words “Guten Morgen Herr James!”


					

A Naughty Dog

This post is submitted to Friday Fictioneers. 

The challenge is to write a complete story with a beginning, middle, and end in 100 words or less. My story follows the picture prompt below. Other stories can be read by clicking HERE.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio

I know my my time is coming to an end. I can hear him shouting in the distance. Once I escaped I kept quiet as I ran through the tall grass enjoying my first taste of freedom. But nightfall is going to be my downfall. I’ve never been outside after the sun has set. I see the headlights of his car closing in on me. I am ready to return. There he is! I know I have caused a great deal of trouble.

He should have thought about that when he took my leash off.

Dogs of Blogs Challenge – Day 18

This post is in response to The Dogs of Blogs Challenge – Day 18

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Photo Credit === Danny James

This a picture of Mercedes with her Shelter Buddy (me). As a shelter buddy I take a dog home with me for a few hours or go shopping with them in the car. It gets them away from the hectic environment of the shelter. Plus it’s good for me too! Mercedes has since been adopted. Yea!

Below is my newest companion. His name is Zeus. He is a male pit bull that will celebrate his 9th birthday later this month. He will have a hard time finding a home I believe. 9 year old pit bulls are not on the top of the list for adoption. He’s a good old guy.

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Photo Credit === Danny James