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Friday #fotoflash July 12, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo Source: https://morguefile.com/p/744208

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Donated Playground

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

They were scheduled to open a new playground for the town in a few weeks. There was a large fence surrounding the area that had been laid out for the outdoor play area. No one was allowed to see what they had going on behind the barrier.

There were plenty of fancy new climbing toys and swings. There was a good-sized sandbox. Plus the old Sanders place donated some large climbing trees to add to the metal climbers typically seen in a new-age playground. These were installed, and a couple of children had the honor of trying them out, which they enjoyed. Modern mixed with old.

There was a large party put on by the town elders to celebrate the new addition to the town for their children. They even put on a large barbecue to be enjoyed by all. It was a great day for all.

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DB McNicol’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

 

Friday #fotoflash July 5, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Photo Source: https://morguefile.com/p/984414

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Sharing Spaces

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

End Century and other cute signs litter the parking lot of the old theme park. The group of boys found a spot in the back that was deserted and had private parking signs from days of old when the park was first opened, on the walls. The boys gamble endlessly back here unbothered by anyone. Usually!

Lately, though they had noticed things had been moved around here and there. It was apparent that someone had been using the area in their absence. This was their area, and they decided to try and catch whoever it was that was using it in their absence.

They figured it was being used after midnight once they left. The boys had to go home by midnight.

They all planned to sneak back out after 3 AM once their parents were asleep and head out to see was using their space.

As they crept up slowly behind the dumpsters that were left there from the old days, they heard laughter. It sounded like girls. They crept up closer to see what the girls were doing, and they found 10 girls drinking and smoking marijuana.

They wanted to tell them to leave because this was their area, but the girls would laugh at them and since they hadn’t run into each other yet, why cause trouble?

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DB McNicol’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

 

Friday #fotoflash June 28, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

{photo courtesy of Wendy G.}

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Living a Dream

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Marjie had disappeared several weeks ago. Daniel had spent most of his spare time when he wasn’t working, looking for her. He notified the police that his wife, a housewife since she didn’t work, had disappeared. They hadn’t picked up a trail on her at all. She had just vanished one day.

Daniel was troubled, plus he had the children to watch as well. To work, he had to take them to her parents to watch as his weren’t alive anymore.

His friends were always trying to get him to go out and go bar-hopping on the weekends. He didn’t feel right asking her parents to watch the kids so he could go out with his friends. He needed to concentrate on finding Marjie and taking care of their children.

His friends pleaded with him to go with them to this place called Eat More Beer. Exhausted, he didn’t pick the kids up that night and went with his friends. They pulled into the lot and parked and got out of the car. Daniel stopped dead. “Wait,” he shouted.

“That sounds like Marjie’s voice,” he started to head towards the stage on the other side of the building from where they had parked.

It was Marjie, alright. She was all dressed up. He couldn’t imagine her dressing this way. She was singing her heart out. He knew she had played the guitar in college, but she never followed that path. She was ready to get married and have kids, she told him when he asked her to marry him.

He walked up to the stage and stood there watching. Tears came to his eyes. How could he not have known she had a dream? Why hadn’t she ever told him?

He jumped on the stage and began to sing with her. Startled she did a double take and then she jumped up and hugged him tightly.

“You came for me!”

“Oh Marjie, why hadn’t you told me your dream. I wouldn’t have stood in your way.”

Turning to his friends, he thanked them for making sure he came here and heard her singing. They knew about it and wanted to surprise him and her.

“Marjie you need to go on the road. The kids and I will follow you. You have quite a career ahead of you.”

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DB’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Friday #fotoflash June 21, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

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“Why are we dressed like this and why are we out here so late,” Mark whined.

“Oh Mark, dad said he had a surprise for us, which required us to be dressed up, which is the only thing mom told me when I talked to her on the phone,” Raymond said.

“It’s getting so dark, and the mosquitos are starting to bite. I want to go home and wait for dad there.”

“Well, you can’t. You have to stay here with me.”

“I hate the dark Raymond. I don’t want to be here. Why would dad have us standing out here in the dark? It makes no sense.”

The sky darkened, and the stars came out, followed by the moon. The two boys still stood there, Mark complaining out loud and Raymond beginning to wonder himself what was going on.

Both boys were tired of standing on the dock, watching for their dad’s boat, so they sat down. Their bites really began to itch.

They heard a boat coming and hoped it was their dad and whatever surprise he had for them. As the boat got closer, they recognized the engine sounds. It was dad finally.

They both jumped up and strained to see as the boat came closer to the dock. The boys didn’t see their father on the deck, which was strange as he needed to toss them the rope so they could pull the boat into the dock.

The boat slowed, and someone appeared on the deck, but it wasn’t their father. It was so dark now that they couldn’t see very well. They had no idea how their father was going to steer the boat in.

The boat pulled up next to the dock, and just then, the boys realized that it was their mother on the deck.

“Mom! What are you doing here and where is Josie?”

“Your grandmom showed up at the last minute before dad had to leave and offered to take care of Josie so we could have a weekend together. Dad wanted you dressed up and not in your fishing clothes, so when I got here, you were hopefully still cleaned up.”

“We are glad to see you, though when will you bring Josie out here,” Raymond asked.

“Josie is still just a baby and not ready to stay in an old fishing shack,” Mom said.

“You brought us out here as real young kids,” Raymond murmured.

“Raymond you two are boys and little girls don’t belong out here.

“Well, we miss you when you aren’t around, and we are stuck out here. Dad can’t cook.”

“Well give her a few years, and when she’s up and running and steady on her feet, we’ll bring her out here and teach her how to fish just like you boys. Come on and hug me.”

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DB’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Friday #fotoflash June 14, 2019


DB McNicol’s #fotoflash

Source: https://pixabay.com/photos/pier-jetty-persons-child-kid-801812/

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John and Josie spent the day fishing and arguing. They had been doing this since the day they were married 5 years ago.

They sat on the little pier and put their lines in. Occasionally they would catch a fish big enough to save for dinner. They added it to the little bit of rice they had every day. Thank God for rice or they would eat even less.

Josie resented the life she had married into. John didn’t care about her one way or the other. Most of the time he told her she was ruining his life. One more mouth to feed, and now she was pregnant. Just what they needed.

John didn’t know yet, but it was only a matter of time before he noticed the bulge of the baby. She tried to not undress in front of him and her clothes, from the thrift store, were large and shapeless already.

Summer turned to fall, and the leaves started to fall, and the weather was getting too chilly to fish. She found John eyeing her more and more, and she was sure he noticed the bulge of the baby. He didn’t say a word, but one day he asked her to go fishing even though the weather wasn’t nice. She didn’t want to, but John told her they hadn’t been catching any fish and he was tired of just rice and so they needed to fish.

Josie told him she would be out shortly as she had to change into something warmer. Hurry up he said and left the small house.

She changed and came out of the house. She walked out on the pier and picked up her rod. Before she could sense his intentions, he had grabbed a hold of her, and threw her over and into the water, holding her down until she stopped struggling.

He let go and she floated in the water. He picked up the rope, and tied it around her, and then tied a large rock around her. He started to walk, dragging her body after him. He knew about where the lake deepened, he had checked it out several days ago when she hadn’t been with him and marked it with a bobber and rock.

Reaching the bobber, he started to feel around with his foot until he found the ledge. He pulled her over and pushed her body over the ledge and she sunk. Elated that it was deep enough to hide her body he headed back to the house and climbed into a warm shower and stood there until the water ran cold.

He lifted the board that hid his valuables and lifted the sack that contained his savings. He was going out to get a decent meal for once. No more rice and fish for him.

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DB’s Rules:

Welcome to my Friday Foto Flash Fiction challenge! Each Friday I will post a new picture to be used as inspiration for your flash fiction written in 500 words or less. Be sure to include the photo, the source credit, and a link to this post with your storyEntries will close on Thursday at midnight Eastern Time.

Once your post is live, add your link to the list below. I hope you will visit the other entries (and check back often for new stories). Remember to leave them a comment in appreciation. Thank you and enjoy! Here’s your photo prompt.

Tessa

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com