Friday Fictioneers – Changes
Welcome everyone, glad you could make it. I’ve laid out a few nibbles – cheesy biscuits, a few crisps, a bowl of Twiglets. Help yourself to a glass of punch, or if you’re driving Ive got some Shloer in. Now I know it’s only been a week since I last saw you all, but I’ve only gone and got another email from Rochelle haven’t I? And – you’ve guessed it – there was a prompt pic. This one in fact:
from world famous FriFicer CE Ayr. And I thought you might want to read the 100 words of fiction I wrote in response, so here we are, all gathered together.
It’s not just me that wrote of course, all these other writers over on Froggy Island did the same, so why not pop over to visit them too? I can’t guarantee they have cheese and pineapple on sticks all stuck in a potato covered in tin foil like I have, but their stories are all worth a read.
So anyway, since we are all here, and if we’re all ready, these are my words. Thanks for coming, remember to tip your waitress and always leave via the gift shop.
I let myself in the back gate – four years on, the combination on the lock hasn’t changed. But so much else in the garden has. The patio is gone, the pond extended. The willow has grown so much it hides the back of the house.
“Everything is going to be alright” says a message newly-mounted on the factory wall beyond the house. And I believe one day it will. But not today.
Dad’s in his workshop, but I’m not ready to see him yet, or for him to see me.
I quietly open the gate, slip away again. Maybe tomorrow.
A good moment in time, very emotionally charged. Will he ever be ready?
Thanks Laurie. That day may never come…
Great story, with a lot of questions. Intrigued to find out what the issues are between him and his father. Good one.
Thanks for reading Iain.I have some idea of the history but couldn’t fit it into the 100 words. perhaps what is more important for them now though is looking forward rather than back
Dear RG,
Subtle and layered story. It sounds like not all changes were for the better. Nicely done. Thanks for the snacks.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle. I don’t think you get Twiglets over there so I was happy to share 🙂
Like the combination of the lock, he too hasnt changed has he? Nicely crafted.
In the unwrittten back story the number was never changed in the hope he would come back.
Yes, that makes sense 🙂
Perhaps there is a reason the combination hasn’t changed in four years? Lots of emotion in this and you have snacks too! Why didn’t I think of snacks?
The combination wasn’t changed in case this day came. So there is hope for their relationship yet.
Ah yes, but if we all have snacks how huge will we all get if we snack at every blog?
Just as I suspected! Thanks for letting me know. And you make a good point about the snacks, I myself never can turn down an offer of a snack.
Mmmm, another story hides behind your 100 words. Nicely done.
Thanks Alicia. With another 100 words I could hint at what I know, but I’m only the author, not all of the story is revealed to me.
Great moment. Shown, but not told. I like it!
Randy
Thanks Randy
Beautifully written. You had me from the opening line and held me right to the bitter end. Such a sad tale.
Thanks for reading and for your kind comments
This is a good one. Of course, I almost fell asleep getting to it.
well I like to build the atmosphere a bit before wowing the crowds with the 100 words
I really liked this one. Maybe soon – before it is too late – he will have the courage to go up to see the old man…
Thanks Dale. Yes, perhaps one day…
My dear RG it’s been so long since we’ve spoken and even longer since I’ve read anything that you’ve written. I’ve missed you, but I’ve been fighting some demons. I’ll be sharing them on my page now that the words are returning. I hope you’re well. ❤
Hi Renee, lovely to see you, it’s been far too long.
I will be sure to read your posts and find out where you have been. I’m glad you are back!
Mwah!!!
I hope he finds his courage. Life is too short.
I agree – he has almost found his way back, just a few more steps to go
It seems forgiveness should go both ways here. The longer they wait, the farther apart they’ll be. How sad. Good writing, RG. 🙂 — Suzanne
Very wise words Suzanne.