The Bridge

“I am sorry, but the bridge can’t get the foundation it needs there, it might even fall”

“But we need it, it will be a gold mine.”

“I can’t risk people’s lives”

“Why don’t you give me your bank account number?”

 

And the bridge stood there for a year.

110 died later when it collapsed.

An attempt in the 55-Fiction Genre. Hope you like it.

Tagged: 55 fiction, bribe, Government