“What can you see in the night?”
“I want to see take a photo that badger when he comes out of the bush, ma”
He set up his tripod and waited outside the gate and waited in the darkness.
A speeding car zoomed past him. It stopped for a moment near the bushes, and something fell out of the car and the car sped past again.
The camera kept rolling………….
Written for Friday Fictioneers.
Challenge is to write a story for the photo within 100 words.
Photo credit: Ted Strutz
Word count: 70