“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