Flash Fiction: Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red decided to stop by the playground on the way to her grandmother’s house. Her gum boots stomped through the puddles and created ripples. The rain aftermath was a delightful solace. 

The water mirrored an image of a man. He towered over Little Red, his shadow engulfing her. Every town has a wolf.

The predator grabbed her and dragged her through the wet. Against the force of his body, she didn’t stand a chance. Red fumbled at her wrist, trying to break free. 

“Freeze scum bucket!” 

The sound of Granny’s gun echoed. 

“I’m getting better at this GPS thingy.”

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Note:
This week’s story is a modern retelling of the “Little Red Riding Hood” fairy tale and belongs in my “Fudged Up Fairy Tales” series. In Australia, gum boots are also called rain boots.