if only we had listened
We tried to listen, but the excitement was just too much, we grabbed our towels and ran. We loved those unpredictable waves, telling each other , “go farther” to see who would be knocked down…
Category: friday fictioneers
It seemed like a good idea at the time…
Mom and Granny were busy with something and it was HOT outside. There was no pool to play in, the slip and slide had offered it last slide ages ago, and we just wanted to…
The outline of a memory
It had to be nearby; she remembered walking this path to picnic in the shade with her grandparents. Now the area seemed so different yet so much the same it was hard to remember, should…
The Hunt
As they speak in hushed voices, the telltale sound of the dogs gets louder. She shares her thoughts, he listens and replies. They can tell by the sounds of the baying that the dogs are…
hope
Friday Fictioneer She saw the sign and decided to apply. Thinking as she filled in the blanks… no experience, no references, no chance. She waited for the call knowing what the answer would be but…
a memory of a fence, post
I remember this as a gate to be opened and closed if you wanted to go past our barn. More often than not it was just climbed over, unless we were hauling trash to the…