“You’re just trying to frighten me.”
“Yeah, an’ it’s dead easy, innit? You’re shakin’ like a leaf, sista.”
“I’m not.” She was though.
“I’ll tell people you my bitch if you do it.”
She glanced nervously into the tunnel. He’d been teasing surely, there was no such thing as ghosts, everyone knew. But she fancied she could hear shuffling…
He turned to leave, and desperately she stepped into the darkness.
Was that a giggle from the gloom ahead?
She looked back at his flushed, excited face, and continued to edge further.
Kenny’s girl… her heart swelled with pride.
Soon be through now…
I’ve taken a literal approach to the prompt this week, many will be relieved to read. 🙂 Thanks to Rochelle for officiating at the weekly gathering of Friday Fictioneers; hope everyone is enjoying as glorious a summer as we in Britain seem to be having right now.