Darling Hilde
Looking back, I knew that 2021 was going to be a corker of a year. It just felt ‘right’ somehow. And after all the trouble we’d had during 2020, it certainly needed to earn its keep.
friday fiction
The darker side of chocolate – Friday fiction
“Would you like some of my chocolate grandma?” I looked at Ben and smiled. The last time I’d had a bar of chocolate must have been before the war started, before the rationing came and there was no time, or money for things like sweets. I remember my mother staring at me in horror when … Read more
The leap of faith – #FridayFiction
Jenny looked down and gulped. It was higher than she’d expected. The whole gang were below shouting at her to jump as she clung to the frame for support. ‘Jenny, just jump please sweetheart, just jump down and I’ll catch you’. Dad with his arms wide and welcoming. Ben was looking at her expectantly, ‘come … Read more
The Prayer #FridayFiction
Old bones creaking and aching from the kneeling. Hands warped with the weave and weft of life don’t quite meet as they once did. And looking back the prayers and wishes she had made over many years had not yet come to pass. But still she turns up, every day, as the bell tolled and the doors opened. Making her way carefully to the back pew she slides along to the usual spot and kneels in supplication.
The Jigsaw #FridayFiction
May looked out the window for the sixth time in as many minutes. Sighing heavily she turned back to the table, scanned its contents and took a sip from the now cold coffee beside her.
Exterminate, exterminate – #FridayFiction
Jamie ran round the field waving his hands screaming ‘exterminate, exterminate’ as loud as he could.
Reaching for the stars – #FridayFiction
Tom woke as a sliver of moonlight sliced through the open bedroom door. He watched Nan slip through, pulling her dressing gown tightly around her.
Closing his eyes he remained alert to the sounds she made as she made her way downstairs carefully, quietly.
One small step – #fridayfiction
Sandy looked at the flight of steps with trepidation! It looked long and it looked hard but she’d promised Jack she would make the effort. With a sigh she lifted her right leg and pulled herself up, her left gammy leg landing beside it. What was it Neil Armstrong said when he walked on the moon? One small step..!
Beeble’s bedtime biscuit
Beeble lay in her basket listening to the tick tock of the clock on the wall.
Where were they?
She snuggled down further tucking her tail under her legs and sighed.
Friday Fictioneers – Bombers Moon
It’s that time of the week again – when I flex my fiction muscle. The usual rules apply, the photo copyright belongs to Madison Woods. If you’d like to find out more about what Friday Fictioneers is and how to get involved, you just need to follow the instructions on Ms Rochelle’s site for more info.