Amy

Before I could wrap my head around it, another shot fired. We dropped to the ground. Then a familiar voice,The Farmer!“Wolf, Wolf,” he cried. No one came. I ran to attack. “I shouldn’t have tricked them” he sobbed. Not the mission I thought. Found the closest sheep and bit in. “We got what we came for, let’s go.” I ordered. I think back to the boy who cried wolf, and wonder if anyone ever came.