Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, the standard, and the prompt photo.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture below, which this week is supplied by the lady herself.
Click here to hear the author read his words:
Hello George, he says.
I scowl at him, my name is not George.
No one here knows my name but, back where I come from, they call me The Heron.
Because I wait patiently until it’s time to strike.
Maybe you prefer Mildred, he sneers.
I offer a handshake, pull him slightly off balance.
My left fist hits him hard in the solar plexus.
He doubles over, gasping for breath.
I catch his collar, throw him head-first through a doorway.
That was my mother’s name, I say.
Actually she was called Janet.
I just don’t like this guy.