It’s time for Friday Fictioneers. I was delighted to see Lauren Moscato’s picture this week. She had shared this photo on Facebook many moons ago and instantly I thought it would make an excellent prompt for Friday Fictioneers. It took me a long time to bring it to Rochelle. I’m glad to see it here. Lauren always entertains at her blog, Tales of a Charm City Chick. Stop by her blog and she’ll make you feel right at home.
Seeing the photo ahead of time doesn’t make writing a story any easier. I lost my father two weeks ago and feel as if I’m living in an alternate reality. This prompt seemed appropriate to capture this idea. I apologize if I am unable to comment on your stories this week. My computer is ill. I will do my best. I may just be reading on my phone.
The frame of painted flowers looked wrong in the corner.
“That picture,” said Louise, pointing. “It’s my father’s.”
“It’s yours now. The items remain the same. They’re only rearranged,” the man said as if reading instructions.
Dishes in the cupboard reached higher and new books lined her shelves.
“But that door is different,” Louise said, gazing out of a window at the tops of trees. “It can’t be used.” She looked around and realized she was alone, mumbling to herself as before.
She bolted the door and hung the picture there. It was as good a place for it as any.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing group that attemtps to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. A big thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting us each week. Thank you! Thanks to Lauren for allowing me to share her photo.
See this link for more stories from the Fictioneers.