Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who hosts Friday Fictioneers. Each week Rochelle 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.
PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey
A bridge too far
Crossing the bridge, I saw the cottage. Home at last!
My father was a tenant farmer. My brother and I joined him, working long hours for small rewards. The unexpected legacy changed everything. He went to business school. I went backpacking.
I lived wild and free and the money soon ran out. It took years to work my passage home.
“Come back have you?” our neighbour’s surly voice spoke behind me. “Too late! Your brother made it big and they’ve gone. Guess your dad never read the story of the prodigal son!”
His mocking laughter followed as I walked away.
My story this week is linked to the piece The life she left behind posted on 13th October 2016. It is inspired by Friday Fictioneers, a weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who chooses a photo prompt to encourage 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.
PHOTO PROMPT © Claire Fuller
Signs of life
I waited until dark and made my way to Aldwin’s cottage. He quickly ushered me inside.
“It’s not safe for you here,” he said.
“I had to come back.”
He nodded and led me into the tiny back room, bidding me to sit quietly. He sat, deep in thought, studying the various objects.
“They’ve flown the nest,” he said at last. “Across the sea, in a fishing boat. North-easterly direction. Good fortune goes with them.”
I left the cottage and followed his directions. A man, dark-haired, with a thin moustache met me. “Fear not,” he said. “We will find them.”
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.
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The life she left behind
She waited in the gathering darkness of an upstairs room.
“Amabel.” A voice spoke behind her. She turned.
He stood looking at her, noting the expressions that passed across her face.
“I know you want to leave but it’s impossible. I can’t let you jeopardise your future by going back,” he said.
For a brief moment, she considered confiding in him, explaining the reason. But it was too late. She should have spoken out before their departure. She should have trusted him.
She looked through the window at the distant horizon. There was no possible alternative. She had to go.
One of the great things about Friday Fictioneers is that it directs us to think about things we have done, things we have seen or heard and things we have read. All of these experiences contribute to the content of each story we write.
If you would like to become a part of Friday Fictioneers, the weekly group hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, do use the link to her blog and let the photo prompt challenge you to produce a 100 word piece of flash fiction! It’s a great way to get involved in writing.
PHOTO PROMPT © CEAyr
Her time will come
Clara huddled under the weeping maple, her tears dropping softly onto its leaves. She heard Vincent approaching but took care that no sound or movement should lead him to her place of refuge.
A voice close to her ear startled her. “I’ll find you,” it hissed. “And when I do…”
Their mother called and he rushed to do her bidding. The blue eyed boy who could do no wrong.
She longed, in vain, for a brother who would be kind and loving. She little dreamed that, as the years passed, so much would change. Fate would intervene. She would prevail.