Ed Drury continues his winning streak as he is picked once again (that’s three times in a row, for anyone keeping score) as the readers’ choice in this week’s Indies Unlimited Flash Fiction Challenge.
The winning entry is rewarded with a special feature here today and a place in our collection of winners which will be published as an e-book at year end.
Without further ado, here’s the winning entry:
The Last Battle
by Ed Drury
I am not a coward, but I don’t mind telling you I was a scared something fierce when I heard that buzzin’ commence. Jasper and I started runnin’ like the devil himself was a chasin’ us and we cleared them gates in a flash. When I looked back I could see our unit a disappearin’ in whirlwinds of dust. Jasper fell to his knees and wept like a frightened child but not me. I was frozen in my tracks. I reckoned it was the rapture, or some’in.
Twas then I saw them. Ghostly injuns on painted ponies ridin’ in a circle on the parade grounds singing in that high pitched voice that they do. But they weren’t quite real. Ya could just about see through ‘em. Not much more to ‘em than the dust their ponies kicked up. I realized they were Choctaw Confederate Soldiers by their outfits ’bout the same time Jasper mustta too ’cause he got up and walked back a toward them. Arrow hit him square in the chest and I could see he was dead before he fell.
I’m not a coward, but I tell you what…I ran for my life. Wasn’t till after the war was over I realized them injun’s mustta died in that Union fort. Prisoners come back to get their justice agin them Union devils and maybe all white men, I don’t know. I’m not a liar neither, I know what I saw.