Caroline argued with the camp site proprietor. “You gave us a price last night. Why has it gone up this morning? We’re not paying more than we agreed.” She could see the manager’s anger building. She knew the signs from her father and she feared white anger. “Okay. I’ll get more money from the car.” Leaving the agreed amount on the counter, she walked to the car.
“Quickly go.” she urged her husband as she jumped in. John sped off, ignoring the manager yelling “Arrête”. She explained the situation.
“Don’t worry. We’ll soon be out of reach over the mountains.”
Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Björn Rudberg who supplied the photo prompt this week.