Eleanor would miss the wooden floors that moaned under her steps and the warm smells that filled the kitchen, wafting to the chamber room hallways through the dumbwaiter shaft.
She scanned the room, eyes stinging as she held back salty tears.
The spinet was all that remained. It would stay. The new owners had fallen in love with it, offering a fetching sum in addition to paying the asking price. Besides, it was too bulky to move.
“One more song for the road?” Her fingers knew every note by heart. She closed her eyes and imagined him listening.
kat ~ 27 January 2016
(98 Words)
A bit late for the challenge but this photo byJan W. Fields spoke a story to me. There is a new photo and stories waiting to be told this week. Thank you to Rochelle Wiseoff-Fields for each week’s Friday Fictioneer Story Prompt inspiration. You can read other stories HERE.





January 28th, 2016 at 12:26 am
So sweet!
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January 28th, 2016 at 11:12 am
Thank you Kathryn. I know I was late for this one. It’s been a crazy week at work…but I so wanted to write a story for this photo. 🙂
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January 28th, 2016 at 11:19 am
Beautiful story! Vivid images. 🙂
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January 28th, 2016 at 2:07 pm
Lovely story with great imagery.
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January 28th, 2016 at 6:31 pm
Thank you Magarisa! I’m glad you liked it!
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January 28th, 2016 at 6:35 pm
You’re a gifted writer, Kat! I also liked your six-word story from earlier this week. 🙂
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January 28th, 2016 at 6:37 pm
Thank you so much! 😊
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January 28th, 2016 at 8:36 pm
Beautiful!!!
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January 28th, 2016 at 8:43 pm
I live in a hundred year old house. It has so much character. I know I will be sad when the time comes to move away into something smaller and more manageable. 😥
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January 28th, 2016 at 9:02 pm
I can imagine! That is so cool!
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January 28th, 2016 at 9:02 pm
🙂
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