PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
“Time for dinner, kids,” I called from the dining room and waited for the pattering of steps and the cheerful laughter but none came. “I made you all’s favorite, pizza with marshmallows,” I lied but still, no sound of my boys come running into the room. Something was up. “Boys?” I called as I entered the living room. They were sitting on the window-sit, staring outside at the white snowy landscape.
“Where’s mommy?” My youngest, Jacob, asked.
“Oh, mommy’s stuck at the airport, kiddo. Don’t worry, she’ll be home as soon as this snow stops. Now, let’s go eat.”
(99 words)
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.
Honestly, I thought that was going to be a lot darker, but I’m glad it wasn’t. You almost got me there =)
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I was thinking of going in a darker direction but when I saw that sad little boy’s face in my head, I felt bad and steered toward the other direction. Thank you for reading. 🙂
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You had me at pizza – even if there was no pizza. 🙄
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Haha! 😂
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Gripping story, wish to read more. Glad I stopped by your blog 🙂
Cheers
MeenalSonal from AuraOfThoughts
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Thank you. 🙂
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Mommy must be really special if she’s more important than pizza with marshmallows!
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She must be. 😀
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somebody should have picked her up from the airport. 🙂
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Even in this storm???
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Great story. I was expecting the narrator to be the Mom, so a pleasant surprise.
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Thank you. 🙂
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