Fandango is the host of Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Fandango says:
[I]challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words….So now it’s time for my seventh weekly Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Engin_Akyurt at Pixabay.com.If this picture inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post.
Karen’s sensitive nature was violated on an ongoing basis in her home. Despite having been an only child that preferred to sit in a quiet corner alone and have a tea party with her dolls, as an adult Karen found herself living with her parents, her husband and his parents, and their eight children. The house was large enough to accommodate everyone, and the household was organized enough that so many could co-exist without much fuss; however, Karen craved a bit of peace and quiet. As some rose early and others stayed up quite late, the house was unable to meet her need for it.
Every Wednesday morning, Karen indulged her craving. She headed to the small cafe on Main Street with her notebook and pen. By late morning all of the farmers had gone and there were just a few stray customers at the counter before the lunch crowd hit. Karen sat in a corner, by the window, sipping her cappacino and writing her poetry.