Love Mules

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

When security pulled me out of the line, moments before boarding my flight back home, I knew it was over. In a separate room, I watched as they opened my luggage, went through its contents, and finally discovered the plastic bullets of cocaine hidden inside deodorant canisters. I didn’t even try to deny anything. All I could think of was my baby, Yolanda, probably sleeping next to her grandma’s bed now. I yearned to give her everything.

“You’re allowed only one call. So make sure you call someone who can help you, okay?” a security officer advised me.

98 words

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. Where the challenge is to write a story with 100 words or less.

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