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For the Carrot Ranch June 24 Flash Fiction Challenge to write a 99-word story involving dirt, here’s my story.
In the dirt that covered the cave’s smooth rock wall, the girl drew an outline of the woolly mammoth she had seen last week.
“Uhn-ga.” Her mother’s grunt summoned her to stay close. The men were farther in, exploring silently. Behind her, a baby whimpered.
She glanced up at her mother’s excited eyes. For so long her family had been on the run from wild beasts, hunger, exposure, and territorial rages of other clans. Could they have finally found a refuge all their own?
The call came. “Ay-ah-o!”
Her mother smiled, and she clapped her hands.
They were home!