Friday Fictioneers – NYC – Storm Warning

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 (C) ROGER BULTOT

NYC – Storm Warning

It’s overcast, hot and humid, and a severe storm is forecast. But that will be later; I don’t need to hurry under cover.

From my café table, I marvel at the diversity of language. English, Yiddish, Polish, Arabic; hustling, speaking secrets, whispering words of love; even, in this city of Mammon, proclaiming the words of God. What a wonderful city it is, whose polyglot citizens live and work crammed together, rubbing shoulders, proud yet tolerant!

Heavy raindrops fall without warning. Even as I move towards shelter, there is an explosive brilliance. I topple. It’s growing dark. I can’t see.

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Friday Fictioneers – Bum Deal

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!

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PHOTO PROMPT © C E Ayr

Bum deal

The streetlights were yellowed by the onrushing dawn as Tony, groundsman of the Paradiso Marina, parked his scooter in its designated parking bay. He doffed his helmet and strolled to the big campervan. He yawned. It had been a busy night, both profitable, if not strictly legal, and pleasurable, if not strictly monogamous.

Why was the campervan here, by the Sopranos’ mooring? He would have to move them on before nine o’ clock.

He hammered on the door, then noticed the hissing and the smell of gas.

“Shit!”

The explosion of the campervan was heard all over the town.

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