AnElephantCant write a wee rhyme here
He is struggling a bit with research
It is not that he’s slow
But he does need to know
Whether that is a kirk or a church
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Presented weekly by the delightful Rochelle, this is collection of short stories from one or two chaps and chapesses of talent.
And one from AnElephant.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
She hasn’t seen him for years and is really looking forward to it.
They spent twenty years together, raised two children.
One of whom couldn’t be bothered to make the trip today.
But their daughter is with her, although perhaps not quite so exuberant.
Still, she feels good, hopes she looks good, wants to be at her best for the big moment.
Her legs are elegantly crossed in her tailored suit and expensive high heels.
She chats happily to the people around her.
She stands and smooths her skirt before stepping forward.
Then she smiles radiantly into the open coffin.