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.
This week’s story is based on a conversation I had recently with Portuguese Tony, who seemed to catch the imagination of several readers last week.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.
Click here to hear the writer read his words:
The room itself seems much drabber now.
I remember how we both smiled when she hung those curtains.
They had flowers on them.
Big, pink flowers with huge green leaves, they brightened our lives.
She seemed happy back then.
She loved that room, was always dancing in there.
She’d sing when she came out of the shower, when she was getting ready to go out.
She had a zest for life and she brought sunshine to mine.
I miss those days.
The heavy blinds close the room like a prison.
All because she saw the sunlight glint off my binoculars.