Rained off – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Janet Webb

Rained off

I huddled miserably under the bus shelter while the rain continued to fall.  I stared at the trolleys and the water creeping up their spindly legs.

 “Which one are you?” said a voice behind me.

 “The one on its own,” I replied.

 “Definitely not.”

 “Well, I’m the one on the far left then.  Standing there as the other one heads off.

 “The one on the left is me; running after you, begging you to take me back.”

 A store man pushed the two trolleys together.

 “What happened there?” I said.

 He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.

 

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The tide turns – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing.

liberty

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

The tide turns

 “There it is.  The entrance to the harbour.  Not long now till we begin our new life.”  He laughed, fixing his penetrating gaze on her.

 She had trained herself not to react.  She stood passively.  Waiting.

 “You’ll be working non-stop, pulling in the money for me!  Don’t just stand there.  Get me a drink.”

 She watched as he drank.  There wasn’t long to wait. He gasped and clutched desperately at his chest.  This time, when he looked at her, she smiled.

 She turned away from him to look across the water.  “There it is,” she said.  “Liberty. My new life!”

One man’s meat – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

One man’s meat

The driver let out a string of curses and spat out of the window.

 “We won’t be moving for a while,” he grunted.  “It’s the same every week with these goddamned sheep.  And where’s the shepherd?  I’ll tell you where he is.  He’s drinking himself senseless under a tree somewhere.  Lazy bastard.  I’d like to get my hands on him …”

 Larry looked at me and slid his belt from round his waist.  I felt deep in my pocket for the knife.

 “Thanks for the lift, mister.  We’ll get out here.”

 My stomach growled in anticipation.  Tonight, we would eat.

No turning back – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who chooses a photo prompt to inspire writers to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction.  Do use the link to her blog if you are interested in joining the group.  It’s a great way to get involved in writing.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Marler Morrill

No turning back

They were there again.  Watching.

 I walked to the door, trying not to show that I was aware of them.  I let myself in and closed it quietly.

 “Still there?” Pyro asked.  I nodded.  “No alternative,” he said.  “We must leave now”.

 He was wrapped in several layers of garments to disguise himself.  He threw a hooded cloak round his shoulders and bent low over a walking stick.

 There was no way of knowing if our departure was observed.  I fixed my gaze on the path ahead.  We said nothing, exchanged no glances.  We knew what we had to do.