Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

A quote: “The word ‘romance,’ according to the dictionary, means excitement, adventure, and something extremely real. Romance should last a lifetime.” ~~ Billy Graham

I’ll start with a story …

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I was a grumbly teen at a new school in “the sticks”. Who wanted to sit with the frowny new girl at lunch? I seethed silently by myself at the lunch table.

One grey day I wasn’t alone. He sat across the table and stared. The longer it went on the more my anger drained away.

“You finally done?” He asked.

I nodded and Kit pointed at me. “No more,” he declared. Getting up, he turned, then looked back, a sly smile, “Just the beginning.”

He moved swiftly and I got the impression of pricked ears and a swishing tail.

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Now, it’s your turn.

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  • Cameron says:

    As we sat together in the snow, the fox told me of all the things he had learned in life. Things so simple that anyone could do it and it related to my life perfectly. He had a sharp wit about him and made interesting observations in things that I would have seen as mundane.

    Then suddenly, I found myself staring at a very puzzled stray dog out in the apartment’s common area in the snow. But I did manage to write a few things down before the memory faded. Best advice? “Don’t buy drugs from people you don’t know.”

  • Michael Zorn says:

    He looked at me from across ten thousand years, when our ancestors looked at each other across a smoldering fire – I in the chill of my cave, he in the frosty darkness. I picked a bone from the carcass I’d been eating and threw it out to him. Faster than I thought possible, he snatched it and ran out into the darkness.

    He looks at me again, and ten thousand years collapse into the twelve we’ve been together. He puts his great furry head in my lap. We head back to the house – and the fireplace.

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