Since nobody seems to be interested in discussing the death penalty (and people complain that I don't talk enough law on this blog), I'll go ahead an introduce a new feature: 55 Fiction Friday. This is a feature that I'm proudly hoarking from Maisnon, who has graciously granted permission for said hoarking.
In honor of Allen's visit to the U.S., I'm basing my first 55 Fiction on my favorite photo from his Latin American adventures. Consistent with my general hackery, the best 20% of the words in my story come from somewhere else.
Anyway, here it is:
In the fading twilight we found it. A humble cabin deep in the jungle, desperate to keep its secrets hidden. For better or worse, our journey would end here.
We saw a sign on the front porch. A warning written in crude, rigid letters:
"Close The Door
Keep Monkey Out"
Ominously, the door was open.