Urban Legend

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Her request to leave, now, prompted him to ask what was wrong.

“Look up. No, not straight up, down the street. I don’t… want to point.”

A moment later he believed he located her concern. “The shoes?” A dozen pair of sneakers dangled from their laces across a thin pole, the remnant of an abandoned sign.

“This isn’t a good neighborhood,” she said. “Let’s get an Uber.”

“It’s nothing. Don’t believe those urban legends about gangs. Probably a neighborhood practical joke. Let’s keep walking.”

“I want to leave. Please.”

He looked back at her, realizing he wouldn’t win this battle.

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