TOGETHER

 

Photo Copyright: C.E. Ayr

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–June 4th, 2017. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt taken by him or sent in by one of the participants in the group of writers. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt. This week’s prompt was sent in by C.E. Ayr. Thanks, C.E.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/06/04/sunday-photo-fiction-june-4th-2017/

Genre: Fantasy Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

TOGETHER by P.S. Joshi

Mable was excited. She hadn’t seen George for two years. He’d gone to Chicago to find work in the Spring of 1970. A letter came from him saying he’d be home today by bus and to meet him at the depot.

“What’s all this about?” her mother asked.

“George is coming home today and wants me to meet the bus.”

“Well, I hope he has more money now,” Mrs. Franklyn grumbled as she dusted, “and isn’t still allergic to marriage. Help me with this chore. Go upstairs and dust the brass bed and other furniture in my bedroom.”

Mable swore under her breath as she grabbed a cloth.

As she rubbed the metal of the antique bed she made a wish.

“This time I hope George and I will stay together forever.”

With little time to spare she raced out of the house and signaled a cab.

When she got to the station the bus was just pulling in. She paid the cab driver and darted up the walk.

George stood with a wide grin on his shaved face and arms thrown wide as she ran to embrace him.

That same day there was a new statue outside the building.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NOT CAREFUL WHAT HE WISHED FOR

 

Photo Copyright: Sally-Ann Hodgekiss

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–May 14th, 2017. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides a picture prompt taken by him or donated by one of the participants in the group of writers. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt. This week’s prompt was donated by Sally-Ann Hodgekiss. Thanks, Sally-Ann.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/05/14/sunday-photo-fiction-may-14th-2017/

Genre: Fantasy Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

NOT CAREFUL WHAT HE WISHED FOR by P.S. Joshi

In Rome in the Middle Ages a man named Rodolfo lived in the heart of the city not far from a large fountain. He was a powerfully-built man, proud of his muscles.

One hot day an old bent peddler pulled his cart down Rodolfo’s street. Noticing the well-built young man he stopped in front of him.

“Signor,” he whispered, leaning close, “I have something you might like.”

He reached under a cloth in the middle of the cart and pulled out a brass lamp. It needed polishing but was in perfect condition despite its ancient appearance.

Rodolfo studied it and decided he must have it.

“How much do you want for it old man? I’ve just finished carving some furniture for a client and may be able to afford it if you don’t overcharge.”

They haggled and Rodolfo paid.

As the old man hobbled off he said, “It’ll grant wishes but be careful what you ask for.”

Rodolfo just laughed. “You’re crazy old man.”

He took his purchase inside and started to clean it. In jest he said to the lamp, “I want to be famous in all Rome.”

The next morning there was a new figure on the fountain.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Farm Auctions by P.S. Joshi

 

 

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This is my story for Friday Fictioneers this week. It’s a weekiy challenge to tell in 100 words a story matching the picture prompt. It’s hosted each week by the gracious Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s picture was supplied by Dawn M. Miller. Thank you Dawn..

In the 1950’s a lot of old farms were being sold, and auctions were held. Dad loved both antiques and auctions so he enjoyed going to see what was available. The lamps and other old furniture placed around outside reminded him of his childhood in south-western Ohio.

I used to also love auctions, especially when Dad bid on a “mystery box”. Those could contain anything from books, to figurines, to dolls, to whatever.

He used to refinish old furniture. It was surprising sometimes what appeared from under the paint. Finished pieces would end up in our home to be admired.

Link: http://www.rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/02/05/7-february-2014/