Friday, May 8, 2015

Friday Fictioneers

I'm trying something new this week. Maybe I'll do it on a regular basis (maybe not). 100 word fiction, based on the photo prompt - I'd like to thank Kimberly Lynne for introducing me to this linkup, offer thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting, as well as thank you for stopping by. My entry is 99 words! Woo Hoo!

Drought


I remember. Sometimes it would run blistering hot, but usually it was ice cold (or pretty close).

Little fingers and a high-pitched voice, calling up, "it's 'lefty-loosey, righty-tighty', right, Daddy?" "That's right, Princess. Do you want me to help you turn it left?" Thick fingers would send forth the water, and that little mouth would be all over me, and there'd be a surge of giggles when her dress got all wet. Then that strong grip would slow it to barely a drip. The voices would fade, and I'd be left with nothing.

I miss water. 

6 comments:

  1. Welcome! Lovely debut flash from the faucet's point of view, right? Sweet, and a smidgen creepy as well - I like that. Hope you'll drop in again, and thanks for the link. :)

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    1. LOL - a smidgen creepy, huh? How do I link the linkup? I think that's the only part of the process I missed.

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  2. Dear Emelle,

    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers with your sentimental tale. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. This is lovely Emelle! I hope you have plenty of water this summer x

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    1. Thank you, Holly. It was a timely photo, as California is in its worst drought in ages.

      Do you ever write fiction? If you do, I would encourage you to follow the links above to join in.

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