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Off the Grid

“Oh no. You can’t be serious. We’re not staying here!”

“You told me you wanted an adventure on a budget, Sarah. Besides, the real adventure is out there!” Claude pointed at the tropical jungle spilling over the shoreline of the Rio Dulce.

“We’ll see about that!” Sarah huffed.

After a quick check-in to the Henry

Berrisford, Claude whisked Sarah away to the Siete Altares in the heart of Livingston’s tropical forest.

When they returned that night, Sarah easily drifted to sleep. “Claude was right,” she smiled, “I can’t wait to see what he has planned for us tomorrow!”

~kat

98 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers‘ flash fiction challenge based on the photo above by JS Brand.


Bloody Illusion

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Café renovations were completed ahead of schedule, due in part, to the Mayor’s intervention. Officials had hoped restoring the mangled façade, a blaring reminder of that dreadful night, might help people forget, and bring healing to those who had been touched personally by the tragedy.

But a pristine storefront could not assuage the outrage of those who demanded truth from the corrupt government, whom they suspected was complicit in the terrorist attack.

The people commissioned a trompe l’oeil artist to restore the destruction’s visage to the building’s front, reminding the guilty that healing would be possible only when justice prevailed.

~kat

100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by this photo by Sandra Crook. (Trompe-l’œil (French for “deceive the eye”) is an art technique that uses realistic imagery to create the optical illusion that the depicted objects exist in three dimensions.)

Okay…now you need to hear the story behind the story. I took a glance at the photo on my small phone screen and the story evolved. What if it wasn’t real but a trompe-l’oeil of a terrible event that happened only months earlier. So I crafted my little fictional story and posted it. And then the comments started to come in and I discovered that it is indeed “street art graffiti on the front of that building in the seaside town of Swanage in Dorset, England.  I swear I had no idea, thinking it to be real remnants of a crash or explosion. Sometimes the truth is odder than fiction.


Spinning Cups

photo by © J Hardy Carroll.


While scrolling through social media, Lucy stopped suddenly.

“Do you recognize this photo?” the text said.

“I do!” she thought, “those are the Spinning Cups at Lakeview Amusement Park. I wonder if it’s still there?”

She expanded the photo. “That’s me and…” she glanced at the profile picture, “and that’s my cousin Sue! Wow! How many years has it been?”

Lucy read the post, “My name is Sue Miller. I’m looking for my cousin, Lucy. Please share.”

Lucy messaged her right away.

She spent the next week catching up, making up for lost time, until time ran out for Sue.

~kat

100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers‘ Challenge inspired by this photo by © J Hardy Carroll.


Warming

“Sarah, we need to talk.”

“I know,” Sarah lamented, “I know what you’re going to say.”

“We just can’t afford to keep the shop open any longer. With the winters warming, no one is buying wool hats.”

“I know. You’re right. We can’t afford this storefront any longer, but maybe we could try eCommerce. I hear that some of the Nordic regions still have a season of frosting.”

“We could try that. I’ll set up the website and settle our lease with the landlord to the end of the month.”

“Thanks Josh. I miss winter.”

“Me too, Sarah. Me too.”

~kat

100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by the photo above by © Björn Rudberg.


Full Moon on Elm Street

“That’s not just a street lamp you know.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I read in ‘The Daily’ that the government is now installing surveillance cameras.”

“Oh yeah? Hmmm. Maybe we should give ‘em something to look at!”

“Um…uh…what are you DOING?!”

“What I said…” he guffawed as he dropped his jeans, flashing his rear toward the street lamp.”

In a sterile office downtown…

“Got another full moon at the corner of Elm and Main.”

“Do we need to send a squad car?”

“Naw, this dude’s harmless. This makes 10 moonings on Elm this week!”

“Homeland security at work!”

~kat

99 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers Challenge based on this photo by © Sandra Crook.


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