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Friday Fictioneers – Cup of Tea

It’s Wednesday, so time for Friday Fictioneers!  I took a break last week because, let’s face it, Christmas and stuff got in the way!  I’m sure you will all forgive me!  This was a repeat prompt for many but not for me.  Thank you, as always, to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this shindig.  A big thank you to Jean L. Hayes for supplying this wonderful photograph.

Just realised it is the last FF for 2015 so to all of you, Happy New Year!  May 2016 bring you much joy, good health and happiness!

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Word count:  100

Cup of Tea

We met on her seventeenth birthday, September 16, 1981.  Her locker was kitty-corner with mine.

She had the most wonderful laugh – ever.  It started deep in her belly and exploded with an abandon to be heard for, I want to say miles, but that would be exaggerating!  Let’s say, heard throughout the locker room, and just outside the doors!

That laugh did get her into trouble at times – even at my house.  “Roxanne!” my mother would bellow from upstairs, as we let loose in my room.

What I wouldn’t give to have one more cup of tea with her.


72 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Cup of Tea

  1. I like this.
    You have learnt that in a Sound Bite Story what you don’t say is almost as important as what you do say.
    You tell it simply, and leave the questions.

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    • Each person that comes into and leaves our lives gives us a little something special, I think. I try to be grateful for them all (even the not-so-friendly ones!)


  2. Oh I love this! Such a truism. I always think of the Christmas season as a “memory season.” For me, I can sit in front of my tree, candles burhing, little white lights shining, and my mind drifts back to old friends and family long departed. Oh to have another cup of tea with them! Tis true….

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    • Thank you, Margaret. I tell you, don’t quit working on it. I only started last March and find it a great challenge. When you are supposed to do it all in 100 words, you learn to savagely cut where needed!

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  3. This is beautiful with such a heartbreaking twist in the end. I think there can only be one meaning to ‘What I wouldn’t give…’


    • You must think me such a b****. I don’t know how you ended up in my Spam folder (damn you, Word Press!) It’s a good thing a fellow blogger friend of mine had the same issue and explained to me that I had to go visit the Spam folder once in a while. There you were! So, apologies for not responding to you anymore. I wasn’t seeing your comments!
      You are correct in knowing there was a definite meaning to “What I wouldn’t give…”

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      • Don’t worry about that. When you don’t reply I merely think that you are busy. As long as you don’t treat me with complete silence (no comments ever) I wouldn’t worry at all. If I didn’t see you posting I might even drop you a line, I’m annoying like that. 😉 We all have analog lives. 🙂

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        • Not likely to happy, my dear! I always reply to comments (I so hate it when others don’t, so I cannot do the same!) If I don’t respond it is because I have somehow missed it, or as happens with WP sometimes, one ends up in Spam! Not cool, WP, not cool!
          How comforting to know that you would drop me a like if I disappeared!

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