Lack Of Direction

For the competition “Finish That Thought” this week you were given the opening sentence “Daddy, why is the snow red?” and had to complete the story in less than 500 words. Oh, and use the word “rust” in the story. I did manage to keep it under the word limit…


“Daddy, why is the snow red?”

Her Daddy looked down at her, ruffled her rust-coloured hair, and put a comforting arm around her.

“Well, Honey,” he said gently, “A Sat Nav is great for telling you which turn to take off a roundabout, but it turns out that it’s not so good at telling a man on a sleigh that there’s a telegraph-pole in front of him.”

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