Category: Friday Fictioneers
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SPINSTER
There was no thread left, but she kept the wheel spinning. They had all left her. Left her traditional values. They told her to embrace modern life. She didn’t want to. When Cassandra told her about her girlfriend, she’d tried to accept it. When Cassandra told her they were expecting a child, she smiled through […]
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OVERTURNED
Another town. She rolled up the side of the tarpaulin and tied it tight. Around her the other vans set out their stalls. This town needed her flowers. She sensed a sadness. A young woman walked by. She picked her freshest daffodils and called to her. The woman approached. She pulled her in close and […]
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AGALMATOPHILIA
The old-timer doddered into the shop, heading straight for the wedding dress on the mannequin in the window. He stared at it, his eyes dewy. His hand reached out to touch the material. Marge went over to him. ‘Can I help you?’ ‘Thank you, dear. Just reminded me of something.’ ‘Your wedding day?’ she smiled […]
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GET WELL SOON
The balloon, much like herself, was sagged and deflated. The flowers had started to curl up and wilt. A lovely gesture when she had started feeling low, their garish, fading colours mocked her now. She looks at the letter once more, just to be sure. She had known it, even when she had smiled at […]
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SHE DID SEE
Go back to nature, they said. Rediscover yourself. Rediscover the true meaning of life. If the true meaning of life was to be covered in mosquito bites, sweat and dirt, then she’d struck gold. Right now, she was dreaming about her cosy apartment, a glass of wine and the latest Stranger Things series. ‘What’s that […]
Iain Kelly 