AnElephantCant work without broadband
He is still without it today
So bear with him please
He is almost on his knees
He hopes that by Friday he can come back out to play
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time, with our exalted leader the legendary Rochelle.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
That’s it, really.
You can follow the link and read lots of of really good stories by really good writers.
The tinkling of the wind chimes causes the panic to grasp her throat again, the first time in months.
She knows she has been overly protective of her five-year old daughter since the violent death of her husband two years ago, but she reaches the bedroom in four long steps.
Who opened the window, sweetheart, she asks, trying to stay calm, but hearing the tremor in her voice.
Silly Mummy! Daddy, of course, like always!
Her nerves are on edge, her eyes everywhere.
So where is Daddy now, angel?
I’m right here, my love, his voice answers from behind her.