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Friday Fictioneers – The Road Out of Town

ff211015The bruise on her neck was still tender. But nobody asked any questions – she’d become adept at covering up for his mistakes.

Lori, table 2’s eggs are going cold!

Through the diner window she could see that the bus to Seattle was set to leave. She’d almost saved enough to be on it.

Lori, table 2 is still waiting!

Lori pinned a stray blond hair back underneath her hat. The Greyhound pulled away from the car park as she returned her attentions to the morning rush. She just needed a few more weeks…just a few more, and she’d be free.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

Friday Fictioneers – Coming of Age

ff110614‘Ouch, watch it!’ yelled the patient reclining in his chair.

Ted Chezbluski was distracted.

‘Sorry, Mr Preston. Could you just open a touch wider, please? We’re nearly done.’

Ted’s breath froze as he spotted her being escorted from the noon ferry;  he prayed that Bill was ready.

In the blink of an eye she was gone: bundled into a waiting white van, her distant shrieks muffled by a thick grey blanket – Bill had been ready.  A small, guilty smile broke out over Ted’s face.

He was sure Ted Jr. would enjoy his birthday present.

If he didn’t, he would.


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