Category Friday Fictioneers

Ricochet – Friday Fictioneers

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Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - Sandra Crook

Copyright – Sandra Crook

– Ricochet –

“Hello!”

…..Hello! Hello!

“Can you hear me?”

…..Hear me? Hear me?

“Come on, Sal, we haven’t got time to play echoes now.”

“I’m not playing.”

“Well, what are you doing, then? You did this when we visited that other amphitheatre last year – it was so embarrassing!”

“That was different. I was just wondering –“

“What?”

“I was just wondering – if Hitler had practiced his Nuremberg rally speeches somewhere like this and his words came back to him, do you think he might have listened to himself? Even changed his mind?”

“I wish I could say yes, but…”

“No. Me either.”

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Fish Supper – Friday Fictioneers

freyathewriter 30 Comments

Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - E.A. Wicklund

Copyright – E.A. Wicklund

– Fish Supper –

Every summer, the teenage seagulls throng on Brighton beach, swamping the holidaymakers and the hung-over hen parties.

They are literally stretching their wings, shunned by their exhausted parents who have finally decided that their offspring need to fend for themselves.

The beach visitors are rich pickings; careless and sun-drenched, their paper-wrapped fish and chips are just too tempting for the adolescent birds to resist. Swooping, beaks wide open to claim their prize, they dive and wheel among flailing arms, triumphant as they soar towards the sun, tasty morsels already halfway down their gullets.

Every year, new birds. Every year, new holidaymakers. The birds learn – the humans make the same mistakes.

Food for thought!

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Full Circle – Friday Fictioneers

freyathewriter 33 Comments

Here is this week’s entry into the weekly challenge brought to us by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Here are the rules: Use the photo as inspiration, write a hundred(ish) words – and share! Here goes my offering for this week – and I welcome your comments again!

Copyright - John Nixon

Copyright – John Nixon

– Full Circle –

This would have been The Dress. They had put away a dollar here, a few cents there, hiding them in an envelope, marking off the days until Sylvia could waltz into the shop, money fattening her purse, excitement shining in her emerald eyes.

If only they hadn’t been burgled a few days before. Her wedding dress truly had been ‘something borrowed’. And indeed, they had loved and laughed throughout their long and lucky marriage.

“Gramps! Come on in, I want you to see me in this gorgeous, vintage dress. Isn’t it darling? Grandma would have loved it!”

Indeed, she would.

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