Tag: Family
What do you see # 136 – Hard Life
#Writephoto – The Good Daughter
What do you see # 126 – Rough Driving Conditions
Friday Fictioneers: One Bright Business Man
Friday Fictioneers: Apart for Now
Standing in the shadows in ripped jeans and hoodie, she watched his boy entered the building and before long, the apartment became lit in a dim orange glow.
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Friday Fictioneers: The Worst Day
Sitting alone at the table, I check my watch, 6:10. Why are they always late?
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Truthful Tuesday 01-25-2022
This week, on Truthful Tuesday, Frank from Thoughts and Theories asks:
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Friday Fictioneers: Wing Daughter
Emily tugs at her father’s shirt, “Daddy, who are you looking for?”
Her father smiles and picks her up, “Hey sweets, I was looking for you, who else? Did you enjoy story time with Ms. Rose?”
“Sure did, daddy.” Emily says then whispers, “Ms. Rose is over there, in case you’re wondering.” She winks.
He gives his daughter a look and wonders. How did my little girl come to know me so well? Before he can ponder further, Miss Rose strides over, “Hi,” she says.
“Uh hi.” He stutters. “I, I…”
“Daddy’s wondering if you wanna have coffee with him.”
(100 words)
Friday Fictioneers: 18 Christmases Later…
Angie stares at the Christmas lights in the rear-view mirror, waiting for the light to turn green, while a jazz rendition of “I’ll be Home for Christmas” plays softly on the radio.
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Friday Fictioneers: Secret Obsession
What I’m about to show you was my grandfather’s best-kept secret.
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Friday Fictioneers: Returning to Duneview
Duneview, more like Doomview, Liz thought as she maneuvers her car toward the town of Duneview, population 123.
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Friday Fictioneers: After the Storm
His paddle-board is all he had left. His house, car, and belongings, all gone when the 40-foot tsunami-wave came. He somehow survived by holding onto the paddle-board.
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Friday Fictioneers: Heart of Dare
Sometimes, having a daring heart isn’t a good thing.
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Weekly Thoughts #1: Useful Not Useless
I am starting a new series, one where I can share some random thoughts I have been having each week. For this inaugural post, I’m titling it “Useful Not Useless”.
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Friday Fictioneers: Bittersweet Moments
It’s easy to forget things sometimes like the fact that just five years ago, I was living in the van that’s now gathering dust in my driveway, that whenever I’d go in for job interviews and scribble a random address on the form, that I might be the luckiest person in the world.
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Kissing Up to the Frenemy
Kissing up, kissing a$$, whatever you want to call it, I’m not a fan even though I am someone who’s eager to please. I have my limits and would never stoop so low as to kiss someone’s behind to keep them happy.
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#AtoZChallenge 2021 – I am Tolerant
Having been raised by my mom and her family most of my life, I often call myself the black sheep of her family.
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Sunday Writing Prompt – The End of the Road
“Next stop, Central Station, the end of the road, as far as we go.” The robotic Siri-like voice announced.
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#Writephoto – Table
Rachel hates going to family dinners. “Everyone knows what Uncle Danny is trying to do.” She said to her sister, Jenna, over the phone.
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Friday Fictioneers: Imprisoned
Approaching the Mystical Tree, she whispered, “Grandfather?” Slowly, a white, bony hand emerges.
“You’ve come, child.”
“Yes and I brought nourishment.” She handed him the bags of blood. Thirstily, he devoured bag upon bag. “I wish I brought more.”
“You did good, child. I will be satiated for days. Besides, it isn’t as though I have anywhere to be other than this prison.”
“I’m working on getting you out of this horrid place, grandfather. I promise I will get you out.”
He chuckled, “Five centuries of imprisonment and it still feels like yesterday when the old bat cast the spell.”
(100 Words)
Friday Fictioneers: Lost and Found
With her picture in hand, he gave the red building before him a disapproving gaze. After a year of waiting, he finally received the great news his PI has located his MIA daughter.
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Friday Fictioneers: My Sister’s Final Wish
Re-reading my sister, Bethany’s Will, I sighed, “My dear sister, you shall be the death of me.”
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This is Another Story 