I am a bit late to this week’s gathering of the Friday Fictioneers, a community of writers who contribute a 100-word story based on a photo prompt.
Thanks to our gracious host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields and to Shaktiki Sharma for this week’s cool photo.
Ahem…I went over just a tad. I had a hard time ending it….
Sci-Fi (106 words)
Addison fell into the hot seat.
Across from her, Gemma sat with her feet and knees touching. She held no resume. None was requested and Addison hadn’t sent one at such short notice.
Basking in a glow of stillness, Gemma resembled a touched photograph, except for her lashes which moved like the wings of a butterfly in slow-motion flight.
Addison formed words to questions she didn’t hear. Voices echoed. Something about data analysis.
“I studied philosophy,” Addison stated.
“How is it that you know you’re here, Addison?”
Addison jolted upright. “I don’t.” But then she knew that she did. Her insides hurt, raked and combed through.
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