Short Story: The Indoor Garden

“Ask me anything and I’ll give it to you,” she said, as if she didn’t know exactly what he wanted.

“I want a garden,” he said.

“Done.”

She prepared an indoor garden in the heart of the compound, with a large glass ceiling so clear it appeared invisible, yet strong enough that throwing a chair at it wouldn’t even leave a scratch.

He spent most of his time in the garden, tending to the plants, planting new ones, moving things around. At first, she fretted over every change he made, but she saw that this was something he enjoyed, so she let him be.

Only when she relaxed her guard that she slowly scrapped a hole in the wall, hidden by a section of thick foliage. Finally, after years of captivity, he escaped from his kidnapper and returned home.

~End~

 

Genre: general

Posted on May 11, 2019, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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