Evelyn was still swiping through pictures on her tab with a content smile. The Langkawi beaches are captivating. On the other side Benji was busy on his PSP, fighting enemy missiles, casting casual glances through the window. It’s a long flight from Amsterdam to Kualalmpur. Hendrik decides to catch a nap till the stewardess comes with next round of refreshment.
“Dad, the missile is gonna hit us.”
“Benji, don’t get over excited with your game”
“No Dad – it’s real”
May day – May day! MH17 is hit – Going down”- pilot’s voice echoed twice in the ATC speakers – followed by static.
I guess the inspiration to my this weeks story is obvious. The rest of the Fictioneers are here: