Friday Fictioneers – Skiing in the rain

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 on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © SUSAN EAMES

Skiing in the rain

“Comment as-tu su que je suis Anglais?” I demanded of the bus driver.

He shrugged.

“Only the English go skiing in the rain.”

It wasn’t actually raining, and at the base station it was snowing thinly. The button lift was steep, seven hundred metres at forty-five degrees. You might call it exhilarating; I called it scary. I dismounted, scrambled a turn, caught an edge and tumbled.

Ow! My ankle burned.

Mobile phone.

Bother! It’s still by the bed.

“Only the English…” I thought, gazing round the deserted piste.

Balancing on one leg, it was a long, painful, exhausting journey down…

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Friday Fictioneers – Who am I?

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 on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © SARAH POTTER

Who am I?

Who am I?

I ask my parents. They are cagey, but I pester them. As I suspected, I am adopted. Mum hugs me, lets me weep on her shoulder. Gives me an address.

“That’s where she used to live,” she says, doubt in her voice.

A bus ride, two train journeys and a walk. It takes me until late afternoon. It’s a big house, casting a long shadow.

I fidget. Walk up and down. Knock at the front door.

She is grey-haired, rather sad. When she sees me, her eyes widen.

“Sally! Would you like to come in?” she says.

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Friday Fictioneers – No Way Back

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 on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © DALE ROGERSON

No way back

The Christmas Market was in full swing. Anne glanced up from the savoury delights of the delicatessen and saw Charles. She stiffened and held her head high. She wasn’t going to approach him, not after last night.

Neither would she hide. She strutted past him, cutting him dead.

“Anne. Anne!”

The voice pursued her.

There was a flurry of feet, and there he was. She stopped.

“I’m sorry for last night, I really am. I was nervous. I drank too much…” He dropped to one knee. “Will you marry me, Anne?”

Anne fingered her bruised cheek.

“No way,” she said.

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Friday Fictioneers – Peaceful Hearts

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 on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © ROCHELLE WISOFF-FIELDS

Peaceful hearts

“You don’t mind me going by myself on this trip, Yousuf?”

“It’s all women, isn’t it? That’s okay, Fatima, my love.”

*       *       *

“Now, Isaac, here is your packed lunch, a bottle of water, and sunblock. And remember to wear a sunhat when you’re outside.”

Isaac smiled at Sarah. “Enjoy the expedition!” he said.

*       *       *

Mary, with no one to delay her, was first in the hotel lobby.

The three women walked together to al-Aqsa, to the Western Wall, and to the Holy Sepulchre. They prayed together at each, and together were filled with great peace.

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