The Gift

This is a short story that I wrote several years ago.

This is how it begins...

The Gift.

Abi took a long drink of water from her bottle and took stock of her bearings.

She was lost and not at all sure whether she had passed this way before.

The flies buzzed frantically around, and the stench and the smothering heat made Abi feel quite nauseous. The noise seemed almost unbearable now and everyone was talking at the tops of their voices........