Friday Fictioneers – Relative Values

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) ROCHELLE WISOFF-FIELDS

Relative Values

‘You’ll check yo guns in here, gen’lmen,’ said the doorman.

Paw and Gramps muttered a bit as their Winchesters were locked securely into a metal cabinet, and we were ushered to a table right under a beautiful circular window in the ceiling.

Rosasharn started whining again.

‘Give her a feed, for goo’ness sake,’ said Paw. ‘Ain’t nobody gonna notice.’ He leered.

I uncovered a tit, and Rosasharn latched on. ‘Look at that lovely window,’ I said.

Paw roared with laughter. ‘Nobody cares how pretty the place is. What matters is the size of the steaks! Ain’t that so, Gramps?’

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Friday Fictioneers – Good Food

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!

FF - Good Food 200429

PHOTO PROMPT © DALE ROGERSON

Good Food

“I hate meat that’s half gristle,” said Jeremy, pulling yet another piece out of his mouth.

“I hate under-cooked food,” replied David, stabbing ineffectually at a boiled potato. “Why don’t we give College Hall a miss tomorrow and eat out?”

Next day there was snow, unseasonably early. An east wind gnawed at them as they trudged to the restaurant.

“Here we are,” said Jeremy.

The napkins were starched and the wine glasses were crystal. The food was delicious. It is perhaps unkind to note the unmanly moistness of their eyes as they devoured their first good meal in a month.

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