Welcome back to Saturday Centus! This meme is really hard, but a challenge is good. Given a short prompt, we have 100 words to complete a very short story. For rules, info, and more great stories, go to the fab Ms. Jenny Matlock's blog. The prompt is in bold, the rest are my words.
I look back over my shoulder, squinting into the late afternoon sun, gawking with stunned alarm at the broad rolling muddy waters of the Mississippi, and the boat which has appeared as suddenly as if someone had conjured its existence. Amazingly, he's at the wheel. With that sickening feeling of dread in my stomach, I realize that he's managed to find me. Again. I thought I'd been so careful this time, and that faking the miscarriage would finally get him to let me go. The boat had been waiting for me as promised, and I'd thought I was free. Icy fear gripped me. I knew now he'd never stop, unless both I, and the precious life so miraculously was growing inside me, were dead.
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