Another round of Friday Fictioneers, where participants write 100 Word stories prompted by a weekly photograph. Below is this week’s photograph, followed by my story.
Uncomfortable
Anne pushed through the heavy doors, fingering at her ornate necklace, uncomfortable with the luxury it symbolized. But this was her life now— finery and the trappings of wealth. She swore mentally at Albert for sending her in on her own. Some sort of financial coming of age.
The salesman approached. He was smiling past her uncertainty. She did not fit in, but that didn’t matter. Times were tough, and she had money to spend.
Annie turned and walked out. Albert was certain she’d grow into it, but surely to be happy one had to be at least comfortable first?
Blue Towel Productions 
This was very interesting and true to life.
Thanks. I went less “fantastic” and more just “normal, regular situation” this time around. It’s funny how different photos inspire different responses.
Dear Ben,
You made me feel and share Annie’s discomfort. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
In different people. It’s one of the most fascinating aspects of this challenge. If you are not reading at least half the entries you are missing out on a lot.
Thanks, Rochelle! I guess that was my intent, trying to draw the reader into this woman’s emotional state.
Well, I haven’t gotten up to half of the entries yet, but I do try to do a bit of a sampling.