Friday Fictioneers – Farewell!

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story 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 © Fatima Fakier Deria

Farewell!

We were late. The driver was just about to close the rear door of the bus as we rounded the corner. He shouted, “Quickly! My bus leaves on time.” The other passengers grinned. The bus was never punctual.

Mike took my backpack.

“Here, I’ll pass it up to you.”

I climbed into the bus, which smelt pungent. A hairy head with a wispy white beard leaned towards me. Heavens! A goat!

I grabbed my pack.

Mike gestured to the driver to shut the door.

“Enjoy the rest of the holiday,” he grinned.

What? He’s supposed to be coming too!

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Friday Fictioneers – Promises, Promises

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

Promises, Promises

“Hank, I love you, hold me tight!”

“Sure, honey. Jus’ lemme finish this cigarette.”

Hank took two long drags, then crushed the butt beneath his heel. “Hey, look at the time!”

He climbed into the driver’s seat and turned the key. “Darn!”

He scanned the lifeless engine. “We’ll hitch. I’ll pick up the auto later.”

A couple months later when she missed her second period, Lois spoke to Hank.

“The baby must be yours; I h’aint been with nobody else.”

“Don’t worry, kid. I got this great new job in Seattle. I’ll call you when I gotta place for us.”