Month: November 2021

Friday Fictioneers – Commitment

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!

Commitment

I know it’s taken me a long time but today, as I meet Carol for lunch at our favourite Chinese restaurant, I have a diamond ring in my pocket. Perhaps commitment won’t feel so restrictive after all.

Carol kisses me, a perfunctory brush of lips. ‘Can we go for a walk before eating?’ she asks. We stroll by the river, quietly companionable.

Carol breaks the silence. ‘Mark, I want marriage and children. You don’t seem to want either. I’m ending our relationship. I hope we can stay friends?’

‘But I love you!’ I gasp.

‘I’m sorry. I’ve met someone else.’

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Friday Fictioneers – Darn Dog!

Darn Dog

Greg hated the basement flat, hated its poky windows, hated that he couldn’t afford somewhere better to live with his beloved Louisa, hated the neighbours in the flat above, with their parties, their hearty greetings, and above all their dog, which left messes on the grass.

One evening, Louisa sighed, ‘That dog misbehaved again today, Greg.’

‘More mess?’

‘Worse than that. It pissed on the window by the woodpile.’

Greg paled.

‘Right. That animal’s history!’

‘Don’t hurt him,’ gasped Louisa.

Greg grabbed his shotgun and stormed out.

There was a shot and howling. Greg crept back.

‘Darn it! I missed.’

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Friday Fictioneers – A Boat Trip

The boat trip

I snooped. I confess it. Was Marcus going on the boat trip? I get sea-sick and I wasn’t going to risk it if there was no hope of even a brief time together.

I followed him on board. But, oh dear, it was so windy, and the waves were choppy. Marcus leaned against the rail taking endless photographs.

‘Gosh, it’s breezy!’ I said.

‘Is it? I suppose it is.’

‘Do you fancy a coffee to warm up?’

His eyes focussed on me. He smiled, a friendly smile.

‘I’d enjoy that,’ he replied.

I swallowed, hard. Please, not seasickness – not now!

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Friday Fictioneers – Keeping Promises

Keeping Promises

Sophie fastened her seatbelt, beamed, and exclaimed, “Legoland!”

I turned the key, the engine fired and sputtered to a halt. Flat battery.

“Daddy, you promised we would go today.”

The breakdown service was efficient and an hour later we set off. Ten miles down the road everything stopped. There’d been a crash and the road was closed.

“Daddy. You promised.”

I found a different route. It went well until we hit roadworks.

“You promised,” Sophie whispered

We pulled into the Legoland car park at three o’clock.

Sophie looked earnestly at me.

“Mummy was wrong. She said you never kept promises.”

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Autumn Leaves