Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week the photo is hers! Drop by her blog to give her some props. We are allowed to use the photo in our post and encouraged to leave each other comments. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations, although I do often read Rochelle’s post before I write mine since it is right under the photo of the week. My story is exactly 100 words long this week.
The lantern was lit. Jill lingered looking at the flame, remembering the first time she had lit a lantern. Bill had been so useless he couldn’t strike a match but Jill was blinded by love. She was 18, just out of the house, and had a man who told her she was beautiful.
Two months into her pregnancy when morning sickness hit and Bill wouldn’t work to support her, the blinders came off with his ring. Luckily the man down the street had his same brown eyes, brown hair, and gullibility. He had no idea that the child wasn’t his.