Herman saw the pair of old boots left on a ledge by a stone wall. He looked around, but saw nobody near to whom the boots might belong. A white sock was sticking over the top of one of the boots. He walked closer and found another sock stuffed inside the other boot. Herman removed his ragged shoes from his sockless feet, put on the clean socks he found in the abandon boots, put on the boots themselves, and walked away. They were slightly big for his feet, but we’re better than his crappy old shoes and no socks.
Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo provided by Courtney Wright.