Exceptional 150 word flash fiction The Border by frogbook 150 Words Flash Fiction contest entry

Thirty long years, drivin' and walkin' this line, seein' things no man wants to see, law man, protecting our borders, doin' what's right; that's me. Bad people, sure, lots of 'em, but it don't hurt to treat a man with respect that don't have those kind of intentions, one just feedin' his family, tryin' to get them to a better place. Sure, I still gotta send them back, but not like these new hires who treat 'em like garbage. You know, the world used to seem black and white, these days I been thinkin' too hard. Thinkin' about a man that don't act like these people are human, encouraging more hate. Guess that's why, when I saw that last pair of bright black eyes, dirty little face, and desperate daddy, holdin' her tight, I turned and walked back to my truck, drove away. After all, it was my last shift. Recognized

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