Grama’s Tea
PHOTO PROMPT © Jen Pendergast Grama’s custom tea blends and that little pot had been with me as long as I could remember, first on weekends and holidays at her house, then college, my first…
PHOTO PROMPT © Jen Pendergast Grama’s custom tea blends and that little pot had been with me as long as I could remember, first on weekends and holidays at her house, then college, my first…
As she walked around the curve in the road, she slowed, dragging her feet through the gravel and dust. She could handle it, she thought, the note weighting down her backpack. How would they react?…
I hear the shuffle of steps below but can’t make out the quiet conversation. It is too late or maybe too early for visitors.I slip out my window and look over the porch rail, but…
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields She pulled against Mom’s hand as they walked down the street, eager to reach their destination. She had seen the sign as they drove by to setup their camp on…
You can barely see him on the other side of the glass, shoulders hunched over the bench, tools close at hand Each movement carefully planned as he selects a tool, and with hammer starts the…
Friday Fictioneers 8-28-2020 He could see the flames dancing from the top of the hill but could not hear the crackle and pop of the fire. He was not sure if it was the house…