It's Monday and time some
flash fiction fun. Thanks to Barbara
W. Beacham and her weekly challenge. Just 100 - 150 words, the photograph
and the first sentence as your inspiration.
Today's finish the
story begins with: “As her mount shifted uneasily under her, she
grasped the brim of her old felt Stetson, gazed upwards and remembered Jean
Pierre.”
FRIED CHICKEN
“As her mount shifted uneasily under her, she grasped the brim of her old felt Stetson, gazed upwards, and remembered Jean Pierre's promise.”
She'd made it, one day and four hours past their agreed upon rendezvous. Did he not wait?
Shaking off doubts, she slid from the saddle to the ground and walked her steed to the creek for a drink. Her eyes darting left then right as the search for her lover continued. Tying the stallion under shade with plenty of green grass, she removed her dusty cloak, washed the dirt from her hands and face, and then combed out her braided hair. Satisfied with her appearance and determined to keep busy while she waited, she laid out the blanket and unpacked the picnic basket.
Convinced Jean would never fail her, even as she had failed him, by almost two days, she opened the wine to breathe.
Jean watched from his hiding place, not sure if he should be angry at her lateness or thrilled that she'd remembered fried chicken.
150 words
Yolanda Renee © 2015
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26 comments:
I think he should be thrilled she brought fried chicken! Loved it Yolanda!
Hi Joy, I agree, of course, I'm sure she planned it that way too!
He should be thrilled, free food haha
Hi Pat, fried chicken isn't just free food, it's delicious food! Ha, ha!
Fried chicken! Yup, he should be thrilled. :) Have a great week.
I think so, thanks Christine!
Fried chicken wins! Or is that just me?
Nope, it will win every time. Besides it's a clandestine affair, and no cell phones, hell, he'd come back everyday for a several days and then go out and find her. At least my hero would! Just say'n.... :)
He's a man! He was thrilled about the fried chicken. Very cute.
I love where you took it :). And yes, it is all about fried chicken!
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach....
Great take.
No connection to the Eiffel Tower though!! Not the ending I expected I must admit.
Teehee--very cute.
I love me some fried chicken, I'd be thrilled too. Though creepy that he watched her for a day and four hours :)
Dude, just be excited about her and the fried chicken!
He should be thrilled with the fried chicken! Thank you for participating in the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well... ^..^
Thanks Damyanti, it is isn't it!
Thanks yarnspinnerr!
Hi Jo, sorry I disappointed you. Maybe next time.
Thanks Hart, a little light heart-ed, I can do too!
She'd just arrived and was a day and four hours late. He waited that's all. Hi Madilyn!
He is, I'm sure. Hi, Alex!
Hi Barb, I'm sure he is! She's there!
I loved this, a more light hearted take on the prompt but with that little frisson to pique our imagination.
Angry and thrilled I think. Keep her off-balance :-)
I guess she had to ride an extra day to find a KFC.
Oh, fried chicken! Why is he still hiding? Loved the attention to detail Yolanda! :-)
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