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 wintry photo is by the lovely Lady R herself.
I look at it, look through my open windows at the sunshine and the blue Mediterranean sky, and decide to create something spiritually uplifting.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
Click here to hear me read this 1-minute story:
I hate Horace, her horse.
He cost me a fortune to buy, and exorbitant amounts to maintain.
I still love her, but she wants a divorce.
I am working on the corral as she dismounts.
Labouring work, she mocks, that’s your level, isn’t it?
Please, I say, can’t we try to work things out?
You couldn’t work out your age with a calculator, she scoffs.
I worked all my life, I shout, I paid for all this!
Sign the papers, hero, she sneers.
I raise my hand, still holding the hammer, bring it crashing down.
Horace drops like a stone.