Friday Fictioneers: dinner with the folks

January 14, 2015January 15, 201537 Comments

It’s been too long since I wrote for Friday Fictioneers. My brain cells feel rusty and my fingers out of shape. However here is my entry for Friday the 16th, 2015.

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Dinner With the Folks

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

They’d dated for a year and he knew she was the one. On Saturday he’d planned to have her over to meet his folks. He’d chosen a ring to give her when they were alone that night.

With red-rimmed eyes he stood at the window absently fingering the little box in his pocket. He considered just wrapping the table’s contents into the tablecloth to take out to the trash.

Her message that morning: “Darling, I’m bringing a surprise for your parents, see you soon!” (Shots in the background)

No time to duck the bullets; she silently slumped to the ground.

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WORDS: 100

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Friday Fictioneers: a family tradition

September 10, 2014September 10, 201453 Comments

It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.
Thank you, Rochelle!

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~My entry for September 12, 2014 ~

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A Family Tradition

The mirror had been in the family for decades. The family claimed that if a couple looked into the mirror on the night before their wedding they would see their last day together. No one had ever been disappointed.

Claire didn’t believe in such things, but not wanting to upset her new family’s tradition, she took Ray’s hand and they walked to the mirror together. Neither said a word. They left and the wedding was cancelled.

What they saw:

Claire saw Ray walk up behind her and lop off her head with a machete.

Ray saw himself killing a Zombie.

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Words: 100

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Friday Fictioneers: the honeymoon phase

August 27, 2014August 27, 201441 Comments

It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.
Thank you, Rochelle!

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~My entry for August 29, 2014 ~

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PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Madison Woods

The Honeymoon Phase

Molly wanted to impress her husband by baking him his favorite pie, so grabbing his mother’s cookbook she set to work. Pie in the oven a lovely smell filled the house as she busily tidied up.

Smoke!” she cried.

Lamenting her cremated attempt she opened the door tossing it outside for the dog and chickens. At the kitchen window she watched as the hens warily circled the mess and left. Then Charley sniffed it and completing the insult lifted his leg on it.

Alan would later be clueless about Molly’s tears when walking in he exclaimed,

“You made mom’s pie!”

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Words: 100

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Friday Fictioneers: grandfather’s chair

August 13, 2014August 13, 201432 Comments

It’s time once again for Friday Fictioneers which is brought to you each week by Rochelle at Addicted to Purple.
Thank you, Rochelle!

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~My entry for August 15, 2014 ~

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Grandfather’s Chair

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields

Gazing at Grandfather’s self portrait reminded her of the many times she’d sat in his lap watching him work. After the funeral, Grandmother promised she’d put stickers on all the things she knew us kids wanted,

“No confusion this way” she winked.

When Grandmother passed, her brother called to say he’d auctioned off the old homestead,

” More fair this way.” he’d said.

Years later, when traveling cross country, Emily spied a chair like Grandfather’s in a junk shop and bought it. Loading it into the car the shopkeeper reached out to remove a small sticker.

“NO, leave it!” she cried.

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Words: 100

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