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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: I want to trust you
Character: Kurdy Malloy, Mr. Smith
Word Count: 308
Prompt: orange
Finished: 14.07.2021
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Smith hit the brake when suddenly Kurdy stepped into the way of the jeep; his eyes sparkling annoyed.
„It this your way to show your gratitude,“ he asked. "I took you to the Mountain because I thought I could trust you. Markus offered you a place to stay. And all you do, is to take a jeep and sneak away in the middle of the night?“
The little guy smiled slightly. „Sometimes things are not what it looks like.“
„It's not?“ Kurdy huffed, pointing at the boxes on the backseat of the jeep. „And what's that? Valuable goods, I guess? Weapons maybe? To trade them in. Tell me, are you dealing with these scumbags who attack the trucks of the Mountain regularly?“
The smile vanished; Smith kept quiet for a moment. „I have saved your life, remember?“
Inwardly Kurdy cringed. Yes, of course, he did. He would never forget this moment when he had said goodbye to life; alone, in the middle of a fiery inferno, his leg broken, surrounded by a group of skinheads. But suddenly, Smith had been there; he stepped right out of the flames to carry him back to the jeep, not caring about the riffle fire. It was still beyond him how they had made it out there alive.
His eyes wandered back to Smith; he wanted to believe him, trust him. But he needed some answers. „So, why don't you tell me what's in the boxes?“
„Biscuits. Bananas. Oranges. Don't worry, I've talked with Erin; she says it's okay.“
„Oranges,“ Kurdy repeated, looking suspicious.
Smith nodded. „For the school. I am sure the children living there have never seen an orange before.“
„What school? What are you talking about?“
Smiling, Smith pointed at the co-drivers seat of the jeep. „Get in. I guess it's easier to show you.“
Character: Kurdy Malloy, Mr. Smith
Word Count: 308
Prompt: orange
Finished: 14.07.2021
:::
Smith hit the brake when suddenly Kurdy stepped into the way of the jeep; his eyes sparkling annoyed.
„It this your way to show your gratitude,“ he asked. "I took you to the Mountain because I thought I could trust you. Markus offered you a place to stay. And all you do, is to take a jeep and sneak away in the middle of the night?“
The little guy smiled slightly. „Sometimes things are not what it looks like.“
„It's not?“ Kurdy huffed, pointing at the boxes on the backseat of the jeep. „And what's that? Valuable goods, I guess? Weapons maybe? To trade them in. Tell me, are you dealing with these scumbags who attack the trucks of the Mountain regularly?“
The smile vanished; Smith kept quiet for a moment. „I have saved your life, remember?“
Inwardly Kurdy cringed. Yes, of course, he did. He would never forget this moment when he had said goodbye to life; alone, in the middle of a fiery inferno, his leg broken, surrounded by a group of skinheads. But suddenly, Smith had been there; he stepped right out of the flames to carry him back to the jeep, not caring about the riffle fire. It was still beyond him how they had made it out there alive.
His eyes wandered back to Smith; he wanted to believe him, trust him. But he needed some answers. „So, why don't you tell me what's in the boxes?“
„Biscuits. Bananas. Oranges. Don't worry, I've talked with Erin; she says it's okay.“
„Oranges,“ Kurdy repeated, looking suspicious.
Smith nodded. „For the school. I am sure the children living there have never seen an orange before.“
„What school? What are you talking about?“
Smiling, Smith pointed at the co-drivers seat of the jeep. „Get in. I guess it's easier to show you.“