Every Friday authors worldwide gather around the virtual fireside of Rochelle Wisoff and share stories of 100 words, prompted by a common photograph, and exchange constructive criticism. Readers’ comments are also welcome.
I’m coming in this week under the 100 word limit. Will I be jettisoned, like an unwanted shopping trolley?
They finished their cigarettes in silence, ground them underfoot and strolled off towards the car park. The stubs, still smoking, danced a cheery reel around their heels for a short while, uplifted by a merry breeze, then tumbled from the bridge into the water.
“… all that dumped junk!”
“Stole the shopping trolley, then …”
“… couldn’t be bothered to take it back to the supermarket …”
“And just look at all the other stuff!”
“Spoilt the view.”
(c) Ann Isik 2014