PHOTO PROMPT -© Vijaya Sundaram Friday Fictioneers ______________________________________________ Fireworks By Teresa Dean Smeigh copyright August 2016 I looked down at him and listened to the baby cries, the sheer panic in the cries. I hugged him tighter to try … Continue reading
The Decision Warm, balmy breezes blow over my face as I sit there on the sand and stare at the ocean looking for the answer and the strength to make that decision. He will be here soon. If I … Continue reading
The Project “Dennis! What are you doing?” Janice reaches for the tools in her son’s hand. “Mom, I’m working on my school project.” He reaches for the tools. “No! These are dangerous for a 7 year old boy.” “I ain’t … Continue reading
The Secret Box “What’s the key for?” “Mommy’s special key. I will show you one day.” One day never came. Now fresh from mom’s funeral, I head for where she hid her box. The box contained an old-style telephone, crayons, … Continue reading
I wrote this originally way back when Madison Woods was in charge. It eventually became a series and then it broke and I couldn’t fix it up. Here is the original piece I wrote for this particular picture Rochelle is … Continue reading
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr Friday Fictioneers ______________________________________________ Missing Shoe By Teresa Dean Smeigh copyright November 2015 Nancy ran, quickly, stumbling on her heels. Her pursuer was gaining rapidly. She stepped down on the drain and lost a shoe. … Continue reading
Three Floors Up By Teresa Dean Smeigh Copyright September 6, 2015 Mrs. Scully was outside. She heard a scuffling noise above her. Wondering what was going on she backed up so she could look at the front of the building. … Continue reading
_____________________________________________ THE GYM By Teresa Dean Smeigh copyright August 2015 100 words The gym I worked in had lots of loose equipment which they preferred to leave out in racks during the day and just pickup and put in the … Continue reading
The Storm Written by Teresa Dean Smeigh copyright August 2015 The storm that hit the city that year only knocked down one building partially. Ours, but enough that we had to relocate to an area that was even worse … Continue reading
This week's photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller's Abode.
