We Are Family – Alastair’s Photo Fiction

Here is my offering for Alastair’s Photo Fiction this week, inspired by the photo below.  Why not take part? And why not visit his photography and writing blog to take a look at his other photos…?

Copyright - A Mixed Bag

Copyright – A Mixed Bag

– We Are Family –

“There’s a pike in there you know. It’s got really sharp teeth!”

I rolled my eyes over my little sister’s head as she giggled, grasping Dad tightly around the waist. He winked at me, as I knew he would.

“How big is it, Daddy?”

“Ooooh!” He gripped his pipe between his teeth, screwing up his eyes against the tendrils of smoke curling around his head.  He stretched his arms wide. “It must be this big by now – it’s very, very old!”

“And very, very hungry!” I chimed in, unable to resist joining him on the joke.

Sadie peeked at me from underneath her heavy fringe, eyes sparkling and a grin forming like sun winking from behind the clouds. She poked Dad in the stomach. “Da-ad! You’re teasing me again!”

He picked her up, swinging her high above his head. He let go, and she squealed, excited, yet knowing she was safe. He caught her mid-air, pulling her close to his chest with one arm, enveloping me with the other.

“That’s because I love you. Both of you.”

One – Five Sentence Fiction

It’s time for my latest offering to Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction, a weekly prompt where there is no word limit, just a limit on the number of sentences. Plus, although she provides a word prompt, it is just for direction only – you don’t have to include the word itself in your contribution.

This week, the prompt is  – WILD.

Do let me know what you think of my offering below – and whilst you’re at it, why not take a look at everyone else’s offerings (I’m sure they’ll be fabulous), and even give it a go yourself…

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– One –

They describe me as ‘feral’, talking above my head as if I’m incapable of understanding.

They treat me as if I am an imbecile, just because I don’t talk.

I’m not feral, I’m just terrified; I’ve been staring death in the face every day since… then.

I may look like a wilderchild, but I’m just a girl who got lost in the Midbar – that’s all.

I want my mum.

Lillie McFerrin Writes


Full Circle – Friday Fictioneers

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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