Friday Fictioneers: Love’s Interest

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Photo courtesy: Fatima Fakier-Deria

Love’s Interest

Word Count:  100

 

Over two hundred years have passed since the fine Rossiter ladies sat beneath the Yew tree, sewing, and talking in veiled ways of romance and social affairs.

The house is open to the public Monday through Saturday but nobody visits the far terrace; it appears abandoned and therefore, uninteresting.

However, if someone wandered down on a dusky Sunday, they might imagine having seen ghostly outlines in silk or satin dresses, and dainty hands tugging needle and thread.  They’d imagine overhearing conversation regarding Miss Rossiter’s love interest; a temperamental man with an unexplained fortune, and a habit of losing his wives.

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Friday Fictioneers: The Right Time

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Photo courtesy:  Bjorn Rudberg

The Right Time

Word count:  100

 

The path narrowed as they rounded the corner.

“Hon, you know I don’t like heights.” Melissa gripped Robert’s hand, and avoided the precipice.

“I know baby, but….” He stopped and turned to her, eyes twinkling.  He was going to propose!  It was their first date anniversary and they were in New Zealand; the time was right.

“Melissa, did you notice the sign back there?”

She nodded, confused.

“It’s a deterrent baby, so nobody will find you.”

With that, he pushed her.

Robert wondered where he could get a cold beer as he watched Melissa’s body bounce to the canyon floor.

Friday Fictioneers: The Old Guard

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Photo Courtesy:  Sandra Crook

The Old Guard

Word Count:  100

 

They used to guard the main house, but when the new Chief arrived, he deemed the stone statues ugly and had them relegated, haphazardly, behind the bushes beside the canal.

Mr. Finnegan had chiselled them deliberately, with instructions to place them in a specific order.  In this way, they had become a shield; a defense against old, dark forces which lurked underground.

But in their current state of disarray, they were useless.  In his rear view mirror, Mr. Finnegan witnessed the lake swell and manifest into a gigantic watery demon.  It engulfed the old barracks, destroying it and everyone inside.