Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
This week’s photo reminds me of an ancient and fairly dire movie, featuring a pop singer who was never quite my taste.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and to see what others have written.
I see her coming up the path towards the front door.
My heart lifts as she smiles at me through the window.
I have loved her, and her smile, for over 40 years.
It is the sort of smile that lights up a room, makes everyone feel better.
I remember when she moved in next door as a teenager.
Love at first sight.
I remember our first date, a forgettable film at the local cinema.
I remember her in her wedding dress, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
And I remember her returning home from the hospital, holding wee Emily in her arms.
How she always refused to move away because her mother needed her.
And then, afterwards, because here was home.
Hi, CE, her smile is still radiant, can you keep an eye on Em’s youngest for an hour, please?
I have to go fetch that husband of mine from the golf.