“Gregg, look.” Lisa pointed to a man playing guitar. “Let’s ask him to play our song.”
He wrapped his arm around her, and they walked to him.
A simple thing to keep her happy. If she knew… Would she be with him? Their entire relationship and marriage was based on a lie. Their honeymoon—a family business trip. And tonight was the night.
“Excuse me.”
“Name’s Jim.”
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Three’s a Crowd
The waves lap at the pristine shore of an island thousands of miles from any mainland. My guitar washed up last week, and despite the hammering the salt waves and blazing sun gave it, a little tuning has it sounding lovely. But then, after you’ve been alone for a month, any other voice but your own is bound to sound good.
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They ate their sandwiches at the treeline. The sun shone fiercely. Ellen wiped her brow and sipped her water.
The group laughed at Ryan, who kept on about ancient aliens and this archaeological site. Mike, the quiet one, shook his head and spat in disgust. He came and sat by Ellen.
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Gregg took Lisa to Stone Valley and showed her the small house at the back edge of the property. He knew she’d love it.
Once they decided to get married, getting a house with a big yard was something they discussed.
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I’m going to see if there are more responses this week as I post the fifth installment in this writing challenge.
There were some great submissions to my stock photo challenge last week. You can check out their stories at these links
Bridal Falls by Michele Jones, The Snapshot by Harmony Kent, Life Waits in Helmfirth by Jo Hawk
Here is a review of the rules:
Here is the photo for this week’s Stock Photo Challenge
He held the photo in his hand, struggling to reconcile the difference. She looked so happy and full of anticipation. The young woman had her whole life before her. Suddenly, his life leached of all meaning.
Determined to do something, anything—even though he couldn’t put this right—he knelt by her side and rested bared fingertips on her forehead. She didn’t complain.
The visions hit. Her life snapshotted before his eyes.
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Lisa snapped a selfie at Bridal Falls to show Gregg. They place was beautiful and would make a great venue for their wedding. He agreed.
After filing permits, they needed to wait for the next Council meeting. Their request would be on the docket.
“Are you ready for tonight?” Gregg asked.
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There were some great submissions to my stock photo challenge last week. You can check out their stories at these links:
Story Board – By Jo Hawk; New Beginning – By Michele Jones; Nanotech to the Rescue by Frank Prem, Changing Times – By Robbie Cheadle
I’m going to see if there are more responses this week as I post the fifth installment in this writing challenge.
Here is a review of the rules:
Here is the photo for this week’s Stock Photo Challenge
There were some great submissions to my stock photo challenge last week. You can check out their stories at these links:
Peggy Wolf’s Submission, The 19th Hole – By Margot Kinberg, Friendship – By Michele Jones, The Pact – By Harmony Kent, Chicago Style – By Jo Hawk, All ways are Simon’s way – By Robbie Cheadle
I’m going to see if there are more responses this week as I post the fourth installment in this writing challenge.
Here is a review of the rules:
Here is the photo for this week’s Stock Photo Challenge
I look forward to your submissions for this one.
THE RULES Write a story, poem or another type of prose of 100 words or less and post it on your blog (or in my case on my Facebook page since I no longer have an active blog). Leave the link to this post on Don’s blog comments.
“I know bro, it’s really fucked up my life. I’ll never get Julie back now,” Jason had shared the news that his one-night stand reported pregnant.
“How do you know, really? “ Kent asked.
“It’s the drinking. I can’t remember shit when I’m drinking. My job is on the line too. Julie kept telling me to quit. I’m not ready for a kid. I just want Julie back. I’d do anything to get her back.”
“Jason, then you already know the answer. Quit! You have to quit.”
Jason lifts this bottle. “To the last one.”
