Every morning, Christa’s faithful six: Mr. and Mrs. Durbin, the oldest married couple in town; Rick, the recently widowed town mayor; Janice, the retired schoolteacher and freelance writers, Jeff Evans and Dawn Boyd anxiously waited for her café doors to open at seven.
The boisterous, happy conversations between them were like most mornings; as Christa served them their usual orders, she finally realized a sense of peace she never dreamed possible.
No one noticed the tall stranger as he entered.
“Hello, Christa. Did I give you permission to leave me?”
Her dishes dropped; Christa’s peace lay shattered on the ground.
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WELCOME TO FRIDAY FICTIONEERS!
“We are a growing community of blogging writers who come together each week from all parts of the globe to share individual flash fictions from a single photo prompt. The prompt goes up early Wednesday morning to give each writer time to compose a story by Friday. Some use the photo as a mere inspiration while others use it as an illustration.”
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THE CHALLENGE: Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end.
THE KEY:Make every word count.
THE RULES: Go to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, for all the details! —28 December 2012.
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