Friday Fictioneers – Pillars of the Community

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz (the blue frog) on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

Pillars of the Community – revised

Diane was hostess for their fiftieth annual meal. She cooked the duck perfectly, and served a rich chocolate dessert.

She and Susan and Abigail sat late, yarning about their days as Girl Guides, and, later, as women in the Trefoil Guild. Occasionally one frowned and all fell silent.

Eventually Diane stretched.

“Shall we take our group photograph outside tonight? It’s a harvest moon.”

They posed under the moon for the photograph. Each would carry a copy until the next year, a reminder of their horror in 1967.

For the fiftieth time, they swore to keep silent about their crime.

Pillars of the Community – original

It was Diane’s turn to host their annual meal. The duck she served was perfectly cooked; the dessert was rich with chocolate.

She and Susan and Abigail sat late, yarning about their days in the Guides, first as girls and then as women in the Trefoil Guild.

Eventually Diane stretched.

“Shall we take our group photograph outside tonight? It’s a harvest moon.”

They posed under the tree for the photograph. Each would carry a copy until the next annual meal, a reminder of the events of 1967.

For the fiftieth time, they swore to keep silent about their crime.