AnElephantCant speak Turkish
He may be considered an uneducated linguistic fool
But though he is a bit of a dunce
He finds it no hindrance
He has never been to old Istanbul
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Where Chief Travel Agent Rochelle provides the tickets to take us journeying through the fictional lands populated by sun-drenched scribblers of byzantine tales.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
As he approaches his apartment building a smile lights up his face.
She is on the balcony, engrossed in reading something.
He is home early, slipped away from the store to see if she needed anything.
They are not long married, expecting a first child, so in love.
He practically dances across the street, oblivious to the traffic.
He whistles up to her, the whistle she recognises immediately.
She looks startled, unsettled, but then smiles and waves.
A sudden gust steals the slip of paper from her fingers.
It floats gently down towards the steps where he stands, still happy.