It’s time for Friday Fictioneers where writers are challenged to write a 100-word story based on a photo prompt.
All are welcome to participate. Join in!
My story is below.
They checked trees and rocks validating they had arrived at their swimming hole. Desi’s name etched into the rock confirmed it.
“Where’s the water?” said Desi.
Arnold squinted with dust in eyes. “Not enough rain. No swimming for us.”
Desi skidded a rock and it bounced off the cracked earth.
“Don’t worry, it’s just a cycle. Next year, we’ll be flooded,” said Arnold.
“What if it doesn’t happen?”
She climbed on top of a tire in the middle of the lake as a lizard scurried beneath. He put his arm around her and she shrugged it off.
“Wi-Fi it is,” he said.
Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting every week. She’s so amazing and I appreciate all her hard work. Thank you to Madison Woods for supplying the photo.
You can find more stories from this week’s prompt here.
A note about my story: I did walk on the bottom of Folsom Lake (in California) when it was completely dried up. Oh, it was such a sad day. There’s water in it today, but the drought is still severe. Here’s a pic: