Ficlets

“What?” said the boy. “Oh this.” He held a salmon up a little way out of the water.

“I caught this a second ago.”

She saw blood and goo around his beautiful lips. “With your mouth?”

“Well yeah, I was swimming. Will you allow me to cook it on your fire? I’ll fill you in on who I am, how I got here and why I scared you instead of just saying hello.”