“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page, from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Greenwood Avenue, Tulsa, and we are encouraged to write about the Tulsa riots.
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Greenwood Avenue, 1921
“Those are pretty, Mommy.”
Hannah smiled at her little daughter, Jacqueline.
“They’re all the way from France, honey. They’ve come thousands of miles across the ocean.”
She looked complacently at the crystal goblets. They’d arrived that morning, nestled in straw, in a sturdy wooden case.
“The sunshine makes colour sparkles in them,” observed six-year-old Montague, Jacqui’s brother.
The front door banged. Footsteps pounded along the passage.
A trickle of blood ran down her husband’s cheek.
“Get the bag. It’s happening. The surrey’s at the door.”
Hannah paled. She rushed upstairs and grabbed the carpet bag, packed with essentials and cash. As she climbed onto the surrey, Sam handed her the reins.
“Drive north. Don’t stop.”
“Sam! Aren’t you coming?”
“Some hotheads want to kill whitey. I’m going to talk sense into them.”
As the surrey trundled around the corner, he had one last glimpse of Monty, waving.