The Beginning (flash fiction)

The Beginning

As the bird flew away, Annie wondered if she would always be alone and hungry.  When the last of the leaves blew out of the trees, Annie swam in the fish-empty lake until her fingers purpled. A tent appeared on the hillside; Annie licked her lips and started walking.

*first published in The Spilling Ink Review Anthology in 2011*

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