Murph

Yet another microfiction, inspired by yet another photo I once took

Murph and I thought we were pretty good reporters — Murph, especially. She was so eager to nail down all the little loose ends of our biggest stories, Murph was, that she'd told her unknown source: Sure, we'll meet with you late at night in the vacant drugstore on the outskirts of the city.

But as it happened, I knew something about that source she didn't know — and I should have talked her out of the crazy, dangerous plan from the start...