Friday Fictioneers – A Day In The City


The pungent, sticky  downtown air tasted of hard-fried onions. Busy, stressed faces brushed by. One or two grumbled and scowled as Evie paused to read the flashing signs. Everyone was going somewhere in a hurry, if you weren’t, you were just in the way.

Evie had replayed her mother’s pleading words a hundred times over, during the long, hot journey from the Route 66 pit stop they called home.

‘He wants to see you, Evie’ her mother had said.

To Evie the man was nothing more than a blurry image, buried deep within a fading mosaic of childhood memories.

Evie sucked in nervous breath before hailing a taxi.


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – A Day In The City

  1. The Writer's Village

    You did a great job with this – painting the city’s smells and brusqueness, the daughter’s relationship with her mother and with unidentified person she does not wish to meet nor remembers much about. Nice work. Randy

  2. Priceless Joy

    I enjoyed this story. I had to read it several times. For some reason my mind kept telling me her mother was pleading for her to come back, that her dad wanted to see her. Reading it again, I got the message right. Great story!

  3. Sandra

    Cracker of an opening line. I couldn’t get a feel for how much this meant to her, which is probably how it should be. I expect even she didn’t know. Nicely done.


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