“They’re yelling again. They always yell. We’ll just stay here. Is that okay Lucy?”

“I don’t know why Daddy gets so mad and then Mommy cries.  It makes my tummy hurt, like when I’ve eaten too much ice cream.”

“Sigh….”

“So Lucy, what would you like to wear today? I like this pink dress. Do you like it? Okay. There, that looks nice. Let me fix your hair. I have some pink bows. You look so pretty…”

At that moment mommy yelled like Sophie had never heard her yell before, “Get out! …Just…GO!” And then the front door slammed so hard it made the whole house shake. Sophie squeezed Lucy close, burying her head in the ruffled layers of her pink dress, when she heard mommy’s footsteps coming toward the closet.

Mommy opened the door. “Oh Sophie! I’m so sorry. Are you okay? It’s going to be okay…I promise.” 

Sophie looked up. Mommy’s face was red. She had been crying. “I’m okay Mommy. Lucy doesn’t like yelling.”

“Oh, I know, I know…it’s not going to happen again. Come on. Get up my pretty girl. How about you and Lucy and I head into the kitchen for some ice cream…”

“That’s okay Mommy, my tummy hurts.”

kat ~ 4 December 2015
(205 Words)

This week’s Friday Fiction with Ronovanwrites is a Flash Fiction piece with the prompt: Using no more than 500 words, write about a child’s perspective of an adult situation. If you would like to read more stories or participate in the challenge, click HERE.

Photo Credit: Roger Bultot

“So…what’s this?

After 30 years in sales, Donna knew when to toss the hook and reel em in.

“Well…neat story. This property has been owned by only one family, the McDonalds. Joe McDonald, hoping to win the heart of his love, Lisbeth, created this beautiful roof top garden. She was a country girl and he knew it would take something special to get her to move to the city. He proposed to her right here, surrounded by wild flowers and roses. Of course, she said yes.”

“Oh Teddy, I love this…roses…and wildflowers!”

Teddy sighed, “You heard the lady…let’s do this.”

kat ~ 3 December 2015
(100 Words)

A story prompted by the photo you see above by Roger Bultot, for the weekly Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge. Thanks Rochelle for hosting! If you’d like to see more stories or enter yourself, click HERE.

Photo provided by pixabay.com

Discovery of Purpura Terra had set a flurry of planning into motion at the Independent Space Exploration Consortium (ISEC). With construction underway, ISEC launched a call for a special breed of volunteers. This was a one-way mission.

When Sarah heard about it, she jumped at the opportunity. She easily passed the rigorous screening process, much to the dismay of her family in Toledo. They couldn’t understand how she could throw her life away for what they considered a “suicide mission”.

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The space capsule had launched four years earlier. Sarah and her teammates had made the trip in a suspended cryogenic state to limit any adverse health affects of the long flight.

The team was revived as the ship entered Purpura Terra’s atmosphere. Sarah was surprised at how energized she felt. They ate a light meal, hydrated and donned insulated, oxygenated suits in preparation to disembark.

As the captain opened the hatch, a pale purple light illuminated the cabin.

Sarah stepped out into the light and thought, “Oh yeah, I was born for this!”

kat ~ 1 December 2015
(174 Words)

This is a story for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Weekly Challenge for the week of 12/1/2015 based on the photo above provided by pixabay.com (a free photo source). If you would like to read more stories or enter a story yourself, click HERE.

Photo Credit: A Mixed Bag 2014

“What in blazes were you thinking Jeff?!”

“Well, Uncle Joe said they floated on the river in tire inner tubes.”

“Right! INNER tubes…with AIR inside!!! Not TIRES…you dummy! How’re we gonna get that thing out of the river and back into the garage before dad finds out? I shouldn’t help you!

“Pleeeease!!! I’ll do your chores for a week!”

“Let me think about this for a minute.”

“Maybe we can…”

“Shhhhh!”

“I was thinkin’…”

“Don’t think! You’ll only make it worse!”

“Pete! Someone’s coming!”

“Hey guys…whatcha up to?”

“Hey Dad…we were just…”

“Hi dad! Well Jeff, are you gonna tell him or should I?!”

kat ~ 29 November 2015
(105 Words)

This is a story prompted by the photo above for Sunday Photo Fiction. If you’d like to read more stories or enter your own, click HERE.