Relu shielded his eyes from the sun as he stood over the bodies in the sand. The couple and their little girl had been at the bazaar, bartering for parts for their vaporator. Those parts were gone now, stolen by whoever killed them.
I can’t help her, he thought. His own vaporator barely provided enough water for him. More of a mercy to leave her.
Tiny hands reached for Relu.
Well, I can always pray for rain.
He sighed and scooped her up.
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Matt Krizan is a former certified public accountant who writes from his home in Royal Oak, Michigan. His short fiction has appeared or is forthcoming in various publications, including Factor Four Magazine, Daily Science Fiction, and Martian Magazine. Find him online at mattkrizan.com and on Twitter as @MattKrizan.
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1 comments:
Beautiful piece. Thanks!
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