PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Jerusalem! The Holy City! What a wonderful place to be on such a glorious morning!
Seth shouldered his backpack and stepped onto the worn bricks, thinking, “What secrets these old buildings must hold!”
Pacing forward, he imagined the clamor of the mob that followed the horribly disfigured man struggling to stay upright under the heavy cross he carried. . . .
Suddenly, shouting, cursing, weeping, and taunting, people swarmed around him, elbowing him out of the way as they fought to keep up. All wanted to see the crucifixion.
Seth snapped back to reality. Lunatic or heretic?