Good Wednesday morning, my Peeps! Et oui, it is Friday Fictioneers time. My favourite part of the week where we all gather to tell each other 100-word stories based on a photograph sent to us via our Hostess with the Mostest, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week, she has chosen a picture from Roger Bultot. Love this photo, Roger. Thank you! There should be many a variation to be found if you click on the blue frog… Should you want to participate, please click here for the rules and regs. Truly simple rules, I promise. What is hard is whittling down our original thoughts to 100 words. It is a challenge that teaches us that less is more. G’head! Try it!
Word count: Toujours 100
While It Lasts
“Scuse-me. May I please have a hot dog with ketchup and an Orange Crush for me, and a coffee for my Daddy?”
“What? Who said that?”
“Meeee! I did!”
“Meeeee! Down here, Mr. Bob!”
“Would you look at that… How are you Miss Sunshine? Didn’t see you down there. How ’bout you hop up on the stool so I can see your pretty face?”
As the father picked up his daughter, the men smiled at each other over her head. They both enjoyed this weekly ritual, knowing one day, too soon, they could not play this little game.