At Last

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PHOTO PROMPT -© Vijaya Sundaram

“I love you,” he whispered.  Fireworks exploded in her heart and a soppy grin tiptoed across her face.

“I love you too, you know.”  Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.

“I do know that, but I want you to know just how much you mean to me.”  She felt herself dissolve into his embrace.

His friends and family had received her into their lives warmly, glad to see he had found pleasure in life again after a tempestuous marriage.

She was thankful to have escaped her past and never thought she would trust a man again, but she did, wholeheartedly.

Word Count: 100

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

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Life in a Boat

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PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Georgia Koch

He watched the tiny creatures scurrying ostensibly without purpose inside the boat all morning.

Why are you scuttling about so frantically? he wondered.

He noticed one upsidedown unable to right itself, legs running ineffectually in the air and gently, turned it over with his forefinger.  It was instantly imperceptible amongst the others of its kind.

“Mum said you’re to come to lunch,” his elder brother spoke gently.

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He rushed back to the boat afterwards.  Teenagers were shouting and jumping inside, ignorant of the miniature lives they were extinguishing beneath their feet.

His anguished cry carried along the beach.

 

Word Count: 99

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

Sting in the Tale

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PHOTO PROMPT © Janet Webb

He gazed adoringly as his lithe fiancé swam towards the island.  She was his dream.  Even his mother loved her and she thought every woman he met was after his money.

He launched into the sea and followed in her wake enjoying the cool waves against his skin.

She reached the island oblivious to his pursuit and ran eagerly into the palm trees straight into the awaiting arms of her lover.

“I repulse at his touch.  I’m so impatient for this to be over,” she complained.

Before the stone cracked her skull, she heard his bitter voice.

“It is now!”

Word Count: 100

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

Unattainable Destination

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Adam Ickes

The wind blew her long, curly hair and she tilted her face upwards, breathing in the fresh air.  She closed her eyes and listened to the sounds around her.  The birdsong represented a freedom she desperately yearned to attain for herself.

She had only an hour to indulge in the open air and determined to enjoy each nanosecond.  Raising her binoculars, she scanned the reeds for birds hoping to spy a warbler or a bunting.  Memories of her childhood spent bird-watching with her parents embraced her.

Never had she envisioned her future thus.  Her destination ever receding, her escape impossible.

Word Count: 100

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

Hal’s Bar

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PHOTO PROMPT- ©Ted Strutz

 

The heat in Hal’s bar was oppressive.  Greasy culinary stenches assaulted her nostrils.

‘Montezuma’s Revenge’ had wreaked havoc with her digestive system from the moment her clod-hopping feet had touched foreign ground and her ox-like shoulders were burned to a frazzle.

“Oh, do make an effort!” Her slim, elegant sister moaned.

“Just for once, why don’t you put yourself in my shoes?” she screeched.  “I’m overweight, under-tall and have the grace of a behemoth.  I feel shit, look shit and can do nothing but shit!”

“I think you are beautiful.”

She turned towards the velvety male voice and instantly rallied.

Word Count: 100

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.