betrayal short story

surrounded the log cabin. Ben and Jon, two brothers from Gothenburg, were almost identical, but Jon had a much stronger accent and lighter hair. They were having a break from their jobs in their uncle's log cabin. They both worked in the local saw mill, which is more factory than traditional lumber-jacking. They hadn't seen him for years, but were supposed to be meeting him at his hut.

The snow crunched under the feet of the men who walked towards a whirring noise emanating from behind a derelict hut, of which the roof had caved in after years of heavy snow storms. Jon peered through the frosted glass, but was unable to see anything due to its translucency. Meanwhile Ben continued to walk around to the back of the hut, only to find the fuselage of a small, private plane. The streams of smoke and steam were diffused by fallen branches of the surrounding trees. Ben called Jon to come and assist him in the dubious task of looking for anything that would suggest a reason for the plane to crash. Jon swung open the pilot door to, only to have what seemed like a uniformed man slumped out, his head turning to find his flesh had been rotted away by time.

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Ben held, in each hand, at least fifty $100 bills, they unloaded the stash as if they were tunnelling to the bottom of the bag. He then followed his brother's eyes down to the bag, he couldn't believe what he could see. As he went towards the sight of the plane crash he thought about the money that is now his, all his. Ben leant down to have a

closer look. Jon then took the bag under his arm and carried it over to Ben. He considered what to do with the money with his brother. Jon was wearing the faded rug thin, waiting for the illustrious Uncle David to turn up. Even though he wasn't thinking straight and knew it, he reached for his coat and lifted his brother over his shoulder. Why should I help him?"

Ben tumbled in a bone-crunching fall down the stairs. He shouted out to Jon "help me, I'm slipping".

Another question that was asked as they made their way back to the cabin was who was the pilot?

Jon was freezing and as he put his hands in his pockets, he felt the envelope that he had pulled out of the bag. They asked themselves what they had just found.

The afternoon went slowly, the two fully grown men were fighting like school boys.

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Approximate Word count = 1101
Approximate Pages = 4 (250 words per page double spaced)

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