It’s no longer Friday, but it’s time for Friday Fictioneers, a short “Flash Fiction” exercise that is hosted here. Stories are constructed that are ideally 100 words or less, inspired by a weekly photograph. The story is below, and the photo (copyright David Stewart) is here:
It was one of the last places in the region that was untouched by the mold. Tabitha knew she was lucky to have found it. And even more so for finding a nice neighbor, who seemed to like poetry and U2 as much as she did.
Of course, it wouldn’t last. There were other people were discovering their little hideaway every day. It made creating those “little moments” increasingly challenging. Yet at the same time, all the more worthwhile when you did find them.