“I watched the vulture looking at me hungrily as I lay on the ground bleeding and injured.” I felt like such a klutz. I knew better than to wear those high heals but I wanted to look good. I was late and rushing to get to the Halloween party when I tripped on the hem of my Glenda the Good Witch costume and fell in a heap.
I gazed up at the vulture and our eyes met, Didn’t your mother ever tell you that it’s not polite to stare! I shouted.
Don’t worry about Agatha. She’s already had her dinner, a stranger said in a low voice as he helped me to my feet.
Thanks for stopping to help, I replied as I limped along on his arm.
No worries. You were irresistible, he smiled and the moonlight gleamed off his fangs.
Mondays Finish the Story hosted by Barbara Beacham who also provided the image of the nice vulture.