AnElephantCant be on time this week
His life does not fit into compartments
So he apologises
And as the sun rises
He continues to search for a new apartment
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Where our appealing hostess Rochelle rings the changes each week and AnElephant clangs clumsily as usual.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
The old church has lain empty and unused for years.
The little village is a ghost town.
Practically no one lives here since that incident with the children, all those years ago.
So the developers know they have a great deal, a spectacular site for their high-amenity holiday apartments, with views across Provence and down to the Mediterranean.
Before they start the bulldozers they try to gain entry to the church, but its stubborn locks prove too big a challenge.
The order is given, knock it down.
And, for the first time in a decade, the bell begins to toll.