Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers

Surpise!

Everyone else was looking at the moon that night.  A celestial event, which made the whole thing even easier to pull off. She quietly removed the lace curtain from the rod, twisted it,  and tiptoed across the room to the … Continue reading

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Obsession

She’d been obsessed by the Beatles since she first heard “I Want to Hold Your Hand” in 1963.  For Christmas that year,  a HiFi record player was her only request.  She spent hours playing their music. Her life was defined … Continue reading

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Dad

Dark winter mornings filled with mud and snow. Muggy summer sunrises sweating before the work was even begun. A hard life of  labor, washing the teats of the cows before milking, mixing milk replacement for the calves, hauling water and … Continue reading

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Trust me

photo prompt by Bjorn Rudberg “And that’s the story.” He looked at me and then at the sign, and then back at me. “I don’t believe a word of it.  It reminds me of an old fable, or a really … Continue reading

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Surreptitious

It was a decoy. The tree.   Because it commanded your attention.   A huge tree damaged by Mother Nature. “Wow… Look at that tree!”  people would say as they passed by, not noticing the obvious. The stone wall was a decoy, … Continue reading

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Keep Out!

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for the weekly hosting of Friday Fictioneers! “Someone’s coming up the front driveway,”  whispered Kathy to Wayne. Jack was in the basement where he kept cool on hot days. As usual, he would be no help. … Continue reading

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Mom

The shoes were a bargain. I know because she only ever bought from the discounted, discontinued, clearance area. She spent little on herself.  We dressed in hand-me-downs from cousins.  We made our own soap, ketchup, applesauce… always had a garden. … Continue reading

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Promise

Jen latched the suitcase, and took one last long look around.  Many times she had tried to leave, but something held her there.  He promised he would return.  I promised I would wait.  Eight years was a long time. She … Continue reading

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Run away

The blast mark in the wall looked like an evil face.  And that’s what this place felt like….. evil. It had once been a beautiful place of worship.  Calm, serene, giving one a sense of peace and safety. But now, … Continue reading

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Alone

  Light from the bathroom invited her to come toward it.  She pulled back and walked to the living room.   Not yet, she thought.  It’s not time yet. She wandered through the kitchen and dining room looking for more. … Continue reading

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