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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Story: The Dress with the Tennis Racquets Stamped All Over It


The Dress with the Tennis Racquets Stamped All Over It

“Takes you back, don’t it, ol’ bandstand.”
She laughed. “Remember the night we crawled under and it was already occupied?”
“Billy and Lorraine.”
“Lorraine anyway, could have been any of the boys. She broke ‘em in like wild horses.”
“Except you.” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: The Beyond


The Beyond

These circular kitchens were scattered throughout the vast wood. Each had stone chimney, oven, well. Doors descended to a stone honeycomb – each settlement’s quarters. We cooked, kept warm, socialised. For food, we hunted to the wood’s perimeters – an encircling fence, beyond which was further woodland – but it was accepted that we never crossed over. Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: The Elfin Ladder


The Elfin Ladder

“Look, fairy tables!”
“Agaricus arvensis, darling – horse mushrooms.”
“Safe to eat?”
“If they smell of aniseed.”
“Look, an elfin ladder!” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: The Somonyng


The Somonyng

What can I do but follow? I’m an old dog now and they’re my home. Wherever they go, I go with them.

It’s been like this, since … Ceaselessly wandering, my humans. They have no choice, but that’s long forgotten, except for cellular memories, urging.

They call it many things, the restlessness. Career move. Downsizing. Looking for a better life. Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: The Shadowfall Quilt


The Shadowfall Quilt

She’d stitched many quilts. They’d gone to the four corners. She needed now to put away her needle and decided on one final quilt, to represent her life.

In her quilting chair on the veranda, she dreamt. The house across the way was staring at her. From its long black door, a voice said, “the sun never knew how wonderful it was until it fell on the wall of a building.” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Short Story: The Tapestry


The boat had grounded in the half-shadows of a willow. The wild flapping of the flag on the mast had drawn his attention.
“I thought it a trapped bird. Strange flag.”
“A tapestry,” she said.
“A madwoman’s creation, Elaine.”
“Mad? Look, here is the moon’s reflection, shattered by the water. Here, the sun, sharded. Here, the stars, broken, all reflected in her mirror.” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Story: Fish’n Chips


Fish’n Chips

His parents didn’t come to the wedding; their gift a garish orange dinner service – cheap fairground prize won long ago.
“Carnival glass is collectable these days,” Adi had said, generously, adding,“they’ll come round. Patience.” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Story: Reminder


Every Friday authors worldwide gather round 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. This week’s photo has been provided by Kent Bonham. Thanks, Kent. Your photo inspired the following very late entry from me this week.

Remains

“Found something?”
That was Tod. We were in a junk shop, hunting for stuff to ‘upcycle’.
“Plaque.” I showed him.
“‘Souvenir of Cornwall,’” he read out loud. It was printed beneath a postcard. To its right was a slot for a photo. Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge: Parked and Hitched


Parked and Hitched

“Driver parked the truck and vanished.”
“Abducted by aliens.”
We roared with laughter. The waitress glared.
“My ancestor ran off to California – gold rush era. Just disappeared.” Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge: Cornered


Cornered

A goat took up residence in a corner.

“He can’t live here.”

“His belly’ll tell him.”

Press came; religious groups offering garlands, money. Animal militants smashed windows. Continue reading

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