What Pegman Saw in Harare

Harare Zimbabwe

Benjamin does not know how long he has been walking.  The sun is battering his head. When will it leave him alone?  Just yesterday, his life was full of promise.  His car repair business was starting to succeed.  His boy, Solomon, was starting to walk.  He smiles as he recalls Solomon’s laugh.  Such an intelligent child! So much like him—his eyes, his nose.  Solomon, unfortunately, has his mother’s large mouth.

That woman could not keep her mouth shut.  Why could she not keep her tongue from wagging?  Always criticizing, always wanting more.  It was not his fault.  Last night, she knew Benjamin had a massive headache.  And yet she continued her harangue.  He just wanted her to stop talking, just to shut up for a minute.   He had not meant to kill her.  He just needed to keep walking.  If only the sun would leave him alone.


This piece of flash fiction was inspired by this week’s “What Pegman Saw” prompt.  The challenge is to write a complete story of 150 words or fewer based on the photo prompt.  For more information, click here.

Author: DebraB

I am a Professor of English at Concordia University-St. Paul. I have a Ph.D. from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. My research interests include American literature, contemporary literature, Middle Eastern literature, African literature and feminist theory.

6 thoughts on “What Pegman Saw in Harare”

  1. I wonder how many killings are actually like this, a moment’s rage and everyone’s lives are changed forever. Lovely voice and a well written story

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: