Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, a group of writers who attempt to write a 100-word story based on a photo prompt. This week’s photo is brought to us by Dale Rogerson, who I understand has a birthday today. So, Happy Birthday, Dale! Cheers! And thanks for the pizza.:)
My story went a bit over. I apologize. I did my best to cut.
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Pizza Pie
“He owns a deli.” Chuck surveyed the baseball field of short-legged participants.
“Remember the party with the limos,” Janice persisted.
“Giuseppe is just a neighbor with a big family.”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
The hot dog line was long. They chose the empty pizza booth instead.
“Hi, Giuseppe. I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“My nephew’s on a team. You guys want pizza?” Giuseppe gestured toward a tower of boxes. “Half price. You never had a pizza pie like this.”
Janice didn’t think they had a choice. No matter. Whenever hunger consumed them, Chuck and Janice dreamed of Giuseppe’s cold pizza pie. Simply the best.
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Thanks for the reblog, Henrietta. 🙂
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You are welcome!
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Such an unusual picture to craft a story to! Love what you did with it, Amy. Hope you and yours are doing well!
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Hi, Carrie. True! It is a bit unusual, but I bet everyone has a pizza story. Thanks. Things are good and busy. How about you? Great to see you here.
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Doing well. Thanks. 🙂
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Good to hear.
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And now I’m craving pizza. Good thing it’s Friday night pizza and movie night.
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Just in time, Shalagh. Enjoy! Sounds fun.
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When someone has a big family like Giuseppe, I’m sure you do feel compelled to buy pizza from him 😉 And when they say “it’s to die for”, you want it to mean that the pizza tastes good and not something else….
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Exactly. I know I would feel compelled. “To die for.” Ha. Now that would have been a good line. I’ll have to revise. 🙂 Thanks, Trent.
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Dear Amy,
When someone supplies most of the players you eat his pizza. Pass the red pepper and Parmesan. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Forget about it, right? Thanks, Rochelle. Glad you liked it.
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I liked the quietly-stated menace in this. Well done, Amy
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Thanks, Neil.
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The line of limos has me thinking it’s best not to cross Giuseppe. And cold pizza is better than no pizza. Fun and unsettling at the same time. Well done.
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Thanks, Sarah Ann. If I had more space I would have added how his neighbor could maybe, uh, just give them the pizza! No, not Giuseppe. Half-price and cold. But I’ve a lot of cold pizza that tasted pretty good to me. 🙂
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Nice take. Compelled to buy pizza but half price, I’d be compelled every time. 🙂
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Thanks, Michael. When we get pizza it’s on Monday nights…half-price pizza night! It’s hard to beat.
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Hot dogs are nice but pizza is better, and half-price pizza – a no-brainer 🙂
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True. Although there’s something kind of balanced about baseball and a hot dog. But pizza is pizza, even cold. Thanks, Ali.
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I agree with Neil. The quietly stated menace carries this story. And I love that he SELLS cold pizza!
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Ha. Right, the nerve. But I guess he gets away with it! Love your comment. Thanks, Alicia.
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What’s not to like? It was an offer they couldn’t refuse…
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Right. It’s a good thing it worked out. I guess everybody is happy in the end.
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Half price pizzas..what’s not to love!
Nice write up!
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You’re right. How could you go wrong?! Thank you.
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For some reason I wouldn’t take the pizza from an empty booth – even at half price, Amy! Nicely done 🙂
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Good point, Dianne. A few people is one thing, but empty….You might be taking your chances there. Thanks!
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enjoyed reading your story. i thought i spotted a typo, though. should “pizza pie” be “pizza pile” instead? just kidding. 🙂
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Ha ha. Yeah, that works! Thanks, Plaridel. Glad you enjoyed it.
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We actually have a Giuseppe in town. He rarely makes pizza, but his restaurant is the best! Like where you took this Amy… several nuances, that made it come to life.
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Thanks so much, Dawn. I always appreciate your thoughtful comments. Glad you have a Giuseppe that is the best in your town!
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Your story made me hungry for pizza! (It’s breakfast time btw 😉 )
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Pizza for breakfast, pizza for lunch….I had a lot of pizza in college. I thought I might never eat it again, but I do! Thanks, Dawn. I hope you had a chance to have a slice.
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I did! How could i now after reading all those stories? lol
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Right!
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Pizza! I think you’re right, everyone does have a pizza story. Our favourite would have been a place called “Da Pizza Joint”, and I bet you there was a Giuseppe involved with it somewhere. 😉
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Michelle, it sounds like Giuseppe would have his hand in that place big time! What a great name. I’m sure stuff happens at Da Pizza Joint, am I right?
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Nice story. It took me a minute to segway short-legged participants into kids, but I liked the phrase once done. Well done.
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Thank you. Glad you liked it.
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Well done!
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Thanks, Jay!
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Where are you, Amy?
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