Challenge: A z-themed story exactly 100 words long.
He picked through the trash, hoping they threw away some canned goods. Not like that was overtly likely. Sometimes he got lucky, though.
Day 390. And still tickin'.
Dad would be proud.
Kieran Walsh trudged on with the rest of the day, trying not think much. It wasn't just Day 390.
As he chewed a stale candy bar, he imagined the birthday cake and candles, his father's smile shining, ready to make a wish. Before he had turned.
Kieran made a wish, too. He wished he had his family back, but that would never, ever happen.