Southend U3A

Writing for Fun

September 2010

Fifty Words

The Gunslinger - Mavis Sipple

He stood in the doorway, staring, big, dark, menacing, cutting off her retreat.
Petrified, she backed towards the cupboard, hand behind searching for the gun.
Finger on the trigger she fired one shot. He retreated and fled, scared.



(She breathed a sigh of relief, thank heaven for 'Spider Stop')