Picture of Storybook Island by Jeffrey Hammel from Google Maps
The End of the Rainbow
© Kelvin M. Knight, 2019
You can’t see me, little girl, you can’t!
Stop looking at me, little girl, stop looking!
No, I’m not going to wave at you because you’re waving at me, because I’m busy trying to hide my pot of gold, all right!
Sheesh – have I got to make another rainbow, slide along those sharp colours by the seat of my pants again? Cut myself to ribbons yet again? Have I? Have I? Hmmm!
Please, little girl, just look away. Please, please, pretty sugar and spice and all things nice please, look away.
Fine.
How about closing your eyes and counting to fifty? That’s right, I’ll play hide and seek with you. You count to fifty and I’ll hide my pot of life savings. When you open your eyes, if you can find them they’re yours… if you can’t, well, I will just add your soul to my collection of golden coins.
(150 words)
The above story was written in response to the What Pegman Saw prompt, which this week took us to:
Black Hills, South Dakota
You are warmly invited to the Inlinkz link party to read other globetrotting contributors’ stories inspired by this week’s prompt.
Thank you, as ever, Karen and Josh, for hosting this great weekly prompt, and for everyone who takes part.