Good Friday, my friends! I cannot believe I missed you all last week! It’s been hellish days of working odd hours and not having the time to read all of my fellow FF pals’ pieces, so I totally bypassed the last one. If I cannot participate by reading at least some of yours, then I cannot expect you to read mine, right? Reciprocation is key in this challenge.
That said, here I am on Friday instead of Wednesday or Thursday – which is cool, it IS after all Friday Fictioneers, right? I thought I would be able to on Wednesday morning, but that meant writing before having to leave for work for 10:30 am. Then, I figured, that’s okay, I’ll write it when I got back. Finished work at 1:00 a.m. Yes, you read that right! I worked 14 hours on Wednesday… So… I figured I’d write yesterday but it was my baby’s 18th birthday so I had his cake to make, my hair to be done – no, not for his birthday but to hide my silver “highlights” that mysteriously appear at the roots every 6 weeks or so… 😉 – and I just plain had an appointment for that day! Good time was had by all and well, here I am. Just before I leave for the first of the last three days at the golf club! Wooo hoooo!
So, now that I’ve bored you all to tears with my overlong intro, let us get down to business. Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for always being there to keep us in line. This week, thank you goes to Roger Bultot for this beautiful photo. Do join us by adding your 1oo-word story inspired by Roger’s photo! Click on the blue frog to add yours.
Get the inLinkz code
Copyright ©Roger Bultot
Word Count: 100
The morning sunlight caressed her face and shoulders. Stretching languorously, her foot slid along his leg. She opened her eyes to find him looking at her, head resting on his bent arm, a slight smile on his lips.
“Good morning, You,” she smiled and kissed him. “How long have you been awake?”
“Not long. I was enjoying watching you sleep. You were smiling; were you dreaming?”
“I was thinking of us. I can’t believe how comfortable we are together. Is it possible to feel this way this soon?”
“I feel it, too.”
“I never thought I would find love again.”