PHOTO PROMPT © Penny Gadd She adheres to routines: waking/morning/bedtime rituals; how shopping lists are composed; when and how she pays her bills; her garden/lawn watering/mowing schedules. The doctor calls it *OCD, whatever that means. He’s prescribed pills to her, but she’s never filled the prescription. Each morning at precisely nine a.m., she walks to…
Category: fiction
FF — Saved!
PHOTO PROMPT -Brenda Cox This unit of Marvel’s finest heroes, Wanda Maximoff, Vision, Captain America, Winter Soldier, Shang-Chi, and Thor, were charged with protecting Paris from monsters. The Breach under the Pacific Ocean had been reopened with a 9.5-level earthquake, and Kaiju were streaming through. Their masters from the other dimension programmed them to disperse…
#FF — Harley Days 1914
PHOTO PROMPT© Lisa Fox (thanks for choosing this photo I took at The Gilmore Car Museum) Back then Harl wasn’t rickety. Back then, neither was I. Blessed to have a dad who tinkered with engines and had a patient way about him, it was only natural that gasoline and oil ran in my veins. When…
#FF — Discombobulation
PHOTO PROMPT© Ted Strutz Myra dreamed of being an architect after her sixth-grade field trip. Mr. James showed the class wall-sized murals, blueprints, 3-D models, then walked them through a church he’d designed. Approaching the end of her first year in college, Myra asked Mr. James if she could be a summer intern. He smiled…
#FF — Payback
PHOTO PROMPT© Jennifer Pendergast He’d raped my sister and several other women, but as town judge he was untouchable. I snuggled up to him at Joey’s, his favorite pickup spot, and soon we were parked by the pond. It was easy to rufi him. Once he passed out, I rolled him in. As his secretary,…
#FFFC129 — Mountain God
image from Google Photo Frame I was born and raised in the small village of Ukara. The medicine woman crone delivered me. My mother named me Cupra for the beautiful copper stones we found on the lake’s shore. When I asked where they came from, my father pointed to the mountain and said, “God gives…
#FF — Paragon
PHOTO PROMPT© Roger Bultot Morgan appraised himself in the mirror and smiled. He was well-regarded in his job as administrator at the town’s library, partly due to staff receiving generous gift cards at the holidays. His Wednesday night poker group loved him as he often had bad luck. The pastor at church praised him with…
