
Savio savoured the dessert, his mouth watering for more. He hesitated. A uniformed man walked around; his head held high. At any point, Savio feared his food would be snatched away and he would be ordered back to his cell. Hurriedly, he devoured the second cup of ice-cream, an unexpected treat. It was his favourite, though he did not remember the name of the flavour. Somebody cleared their voice, ‘’Sir, would you like anything else?’’
Savio looked at the smiling face and shook his head. He leaned back, relaxed. He need not fear uniformed men anymore; he was free.
This was written for the Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction. The previous week’s challenge was to write a 99-word story on what freedom feels like. Read the rest of the entries here.