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…

Friday Fictioneers: Puzzled by Fascination


“Aren’t these wonderful? Wow!” Her daughter bends over to examine the paintings in awe. She says nothing. The truth is, she’s miserable. What am I doing here? She keeps asking herself. Why is my daughter so interested in this stuff. She’s not an artist. She can’t draw to save her life. She’s trying to spend…

Friday Fictioneers: No Good


“I’m telling you, he isn’t a good man.” Her sister’s words came echoing in her brain as she crouched lower behind the shrubs. Despite the roaring river beside her, all she could hear was her heart’s thump of terror. “Oh Val, where are you?” Her boyfriend sing-songed, cracking his knuckles. “Come out and play. You…