Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The photo comes from a different Fictioneer each week. We are allowed to use the photo in our post and encouraged to leave each other comments. I always appreciate anyone who takes the time to leave me a comment. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations. This story is 112 words long. I was afraid I would lose the mood if I cut any more out.
First Holiday Together
Evelyn stretched out on the cool grass. She had finally gotten what she wanted. Roger beside her for a holiday. He had wasted so many with his wife.
She turned to him and smiled. He was wiping away tears.
“What’s wrong dear?”
“I can’t help but miss her. We spent so many years together. I can’t believe she left without kissing the kids goodbye.”
Evelyn looked back up at the fireworks. She was seething inside.
All of that work to make sure she’s gone and he’s whining. He said if she’d leave we could be together. Can’t he just enjoy the fact that things are the way they are supposed to be?
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Very insightful pic of human nature!
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Thank you!
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Nicely penned 🙂
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Enjoy reading your blogs.
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Thank you!
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Oh my. I hope he figures out what she’s really about soon, for his and the children’s sake. Very well written.
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Thank you for reading and leaving me a comment Anne!
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Dear Symantha,
No doubt she’ll reap what she’s sown.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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We all reap what we sow. Thanks for always taking the time to read and leave me, and the others, a comment!
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Scheming conniving lying self-centered narcissistic uncaring Jezebel and misandrist… only concerned about her own happiness and her own idea of perfection… did I leave anything out?
Randy
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I think you got it Randy! Thanks for reading and giving me a like!
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I have no sympathy for her at all – she deliberately broke up a marriage and has got what she deserves.
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That was my thought! I’m glad you got what I was trying to get across.
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Oh dear, it’s not going quite how she envisaged. She needs to work on him a bit more yet I feel. Great piece
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If he doesn’t smarten up, he may go the way of his poor wife.
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Thank you Michael!
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She’s a nasty piece of work!
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Thanks for reading!
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I wonder about all that work she did… Not an easy thing to capture someone fully
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Yes! 1,000 words is almost too many but 100 words is barely enough. Thanks for reading my work!
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Good job. You make it sound like Roger was playing a tune at both ends and doesn’t know how to do just one song.
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Thank you! I think there are many people who do that.
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Oooooo this is very tense. And a bit creepy. Everyone has a past… And some people will never be happy.
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I’m glad you got the creepy vibe that I was going for. Thanks for commenting!
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Sneaky, sneaky. Makes me wonder what will come back to bite her later.
Nice work, Symanntha!
Kent
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Thanks for reading and leaving me a comment Kent!
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You are MOST welcome. 😉
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I can’t really feel sorry for either of them. Did she murder the wife? Intriguing story.
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She did murder the wife, and they’ll never find the body.
Thanks for reading!
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Ah, my suspicion confirmed. 🙂
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Mine too!
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Oh Roger, I don’t think he’s going to find happiness here. Nice take on the prompt and well written.
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Thank you!!
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