PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friendship Marco and his family moved into our little berg when I was seven. His family bought Old Mr. Smithers’ house across the street. Marco and I became best friends that summer. When fall arrived, we walked to school in our brand new clothes, carrying matching Batman lunch boxes. The…
Category: fiction
#FF — Jeremy’s Wonderland
PHOTO PROMPT © Rowena Curtin Jeremy’s Wonderland Jin’s plan began a decade ago, when she overheard Jeremy’s treacled chat with “Snookums” over the phone. While socking away every spare cent, Jin also accessed home improvement grant resources to install dual waterlines. One was connected to treated city water, for in-home use, and one was connected…
Pass The Baton, March 2024
How the story started by Marla “No.” “But, I want you,” he whined. “That means nothing to me. I am not a USO Girl and you’re not the military,” she said sternly. I’ve given you my response.” “It’s not fair. I want this! No, I need this, and I want you to do it with me!” “You want…
#FF — Flower Girl
PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind Flower Girl May’s home is a magnet, where family and friends gather in goodwill. Tokens of guests’ appreciation likewise gather on the cabinet; as reminders of what is important. Flower Girl takes center stage, a reminder of Tessy, her long lost friend. Photos are e-mailed afterwards between all, to share…
#FF — Land’s Promise
PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas Land’s Promise Josiah and Marg are preparing for the journey out West. Folks are saying land out there is free for the taking. Just married, they want a homestead to raise a family. Josiah drives the wagon to *Knockemstiff’s General Store. He listens as Mr. McCallum specifies the vitals. “…You’ll…
#FF — The Other Side of the River
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson The Other Side of the River Jimmy was so busy rolling his snowman’s head that he didn’t notice Pepper’s leash had slipped off of the rickety step rail. :::POP::: :::Yelp!::: Jimmy’s head swiveled to the sounds. He saw Pepper dragging one leg as she scrambled on the ice to make…
#FF — The Last Blue Whale
PHOTO PROMPT © Peter Abbey The Last Blue Whale Dawn’s boardwalk gate opening brought clumps of gawkers, who walked en masse the hundred steps to Observation Station. Some spoke; most didn’t. It was as if the silent ones were aware of the importance of remembering. Like instinctual clockwork, as a new clump approached, those at…
