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Primeval drabble: We All Have Our Secrets
Title: We All Have Our Secrets
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Abby Maitland
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 224: Why Didn't You Tell Me? Part of my Dreams Of Yesterday drabble series. Thanks to Fred for looking at it for me.
Abby felt like whistling as she strolled back to their latest camp, her home-made spear over her shoulder and a couple of fish in her hand. She knew a good meal would make their barely adequate camp look better.
She stopped dead. A solidly built lean-to and a professionally-looking firepit had transformed their camp into... a home. She quirked her eyebrow at Lester. “You didn't tell me you knew how to...” She gestured wordlessly at the whole area.
Lester smiled grimly. “There are lots of things I haven't told you." He sighed and looked away. “We all have our secrets.”
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Abby Maitland
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 224: Why Didn't You Tell Me? Part of my Dreams Of Yesterday drabble series. Thanks to Fred for looking at it for me.
Abby felt like whistling as she strolled back to their latest camp, her home-made spear over her shoulder and a couple of fish in her hand. She knew a good meal would make their barely adequate camp look better.
She stopped dead. A solidly built lean-to and a professionally-looking firepit had transformed their camp into... a home. She quirked her eyebrow at Lester. “You didn't tell me you knew how to...” She gestured wordlessly at the whole area.
Lester smiled grimly. “There are lots of things I haven't told you." He sighed and looked away. “We all have our secrets.”