All are invited to give this challenge a try. The goal is to write a 100-word story with a beginning, middle and end, based on the photo prompt. My story follows.
Black Velvet Wishes
Her single dorm room was smaller than half of a double, but Stephanie didn’t care. She preferred the solitude and I relished visiting the peace and quiet of her small space. She welcomed me with a bubbly laugh. I contemplated the bookshelves and the African Violet positioned on the window sill as if they could be arranged some other way.
The plant was her baby. “Like black velvet,” she said, smoothing the petals. She smoked and told me about Randy.
He was the last one I knew about.
The African Violet was left at my door. “Take care of her.”
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