Good Wednesday evening, my peeps. It’s been a helluva beginning to my week and this is my first chance at writing my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted, as always, by the wonderful Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – the mistress of the short story. This week she chose this cool photo from Jean L. Hayes. You may use this photo only if you are participating in this challenge. Otherwise, not cool. To join in the fun, just write your story in 100 words or less, not including the title, and add your link by clicking on Monsieur Frog below the pic. It’s fun and addictive.
Head High, Walk On
She waltzed through life exuding confidence. Her smile was often referred to as a welcoming beacon. The day she was called in and told that she was “too familiar” with the clients and that two of them had complained about her, that confidence was shaken.
What the hell does that mean? How did she go from being a “favourite” to many, to being “too familiar”?
While at first she was stunned, as the day went on, hurt and dismay set in.
By evening, she chose to hold her head high and walk on. She would not change who she was.