Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Today’s photo by Rich Voza first appeared in February 2013 when I was travelling in the Pacific North West, where I met some of the most beautiful and wonderful people it has ever been my privilege and joy to encounter.
You know who you are, and you know I love you.
My story was only my second for Friday Fictioneers, and it was back when my alter ego introduced all his writing with a somewhat bizarre rhyme.
The original story appeared here.
It then appeared in today’s very slightly amended version, on page 32 of my must-have book, Medville Matters, available over there on the right hand column>>>
And yes, you can buy an e-book too; The Second Request is perfect for your summer e-reading.
Anyway, back to reality, or fiction as we call it.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
The last few people shuffle past, or stop before her, hoisting their baggage into the overheads.
The seat beside her lies empty.
She wonders if it will still be empty when they depart.
Everyone has settled.
A man appears, ambling, insouciant.
He grins and says something to the uniformed lady who approaches him sternly.
Her rebuke becomes a pink-cheeked giggle.
He stops where she sits and somehow squeezes his bag into a space above his head.
Her irritation increases.
Hi, he says.
Her anger melts away instantly.
She is enchanted by his voice and his accent.
I got that book you wanted.